Landed!
Saturday June 1st, Day 2
Made it! We got in with the local time of 5am. I didn't get any sleep, but watched an aged Arnie in "The Last Stand". It was a wonderfully bad movie which I caught most of. The movie, for me, stopped with Arnold giving a suplex to a Columbian? Mexican? drug lord. We left the plane and hurried to the nearest toilet. When we discovered there was a line for the women's, we went to the next nearest toilet.
Exaggeration aside, it was the nicest bathroom I've ever used. I had a small window of opportunity to snap a cell pic, but hesitated and it was quickly filled up by a large arrival.
We took a train past endless graffiti lined walls to the Paris Nord station, and I
began feeling very hard the fact that it was 1-2 am for my body. We ditched the super heavy coffee-mate cans that we were quested to bring and ate some croissants at a local cafe/pub.
We hopped our train to Brussels where I am currently writing from. Fun fact? Some European toilets (public ones) don't have lids.
Congrats ladies, I officially feel your squatting pains... I thought the first one was broken, but a stop at the closest McD's confirmed the lidless porcelain. I don't blame them, I'd want to discourage those rear-exit shenanigans too.
Fun Fact #2? Parisian McD's sell Macarons... looks tasty...
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| This is midnight in Ottawa, or 6am in Paris... no sleeping yet! |
Made it! We got in with the local time of 5am. I didn't get any sleep, but watched an aged Arnie in "The Last Stand". It was a wonderfully bad movie which I caught most of. The movie, for me, stopped with Arnold giving a suplex to a Columbian? Mexican? drug lord. We left the plane and hurried to the nearest toilet. When we discovered there was a line for the women's, we went to the next nearest toilet.
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| The bathroom mentioned ripped from someone else's blog. It actually looks much better if you see the rest. |
We took a train past endless graffiti lined walls to the Paris Nord station, and I
began feeling very hard the fact that it was 1-2 am for my body. We ditched the super heavy coffee-mate cans that we were quested to bring and ate some croissants at a local cafe/pub.
We hopped our train to Brussels where I am currently writing from. Fun fact? Some European toilets (public ones) don't have lids.
Congrats ladies, I officially feel your squatting pains... I thought the first one was broken, but a stop at the closest McD's confirmed the lidless porcelain. I don't blame them, I'd want to discourage those rear-exit shenanigans too.
Fun Fact #2? Parisian McD's sell Macarons... looks tasty...
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| I'm lovin' it, or would have if I bought any. |