Our trip to France started with a train trip from St Pancras under The Channel to Paris. The trip went very smoothly and quickly. The only issue we had was getting through baggage control at St Pancras. Two of our bags were so full they wanted to inspect them both. It is a bit embarrassing to have all you wears sorted through.
Getting out of Paris was a much more harrowing experience.Tommy did so well driving. I think I would have given up and just stopped somewhere and asked to be picked up. Seems the French don’t believe in road rules!!!
Anyway, we finally made it out of Paris and drove to our little French house in Burgundy. Turns out it is not so petite. It is a beautiful historic French country house over 3 floors plus a cellar I am too scared to explore :). Of course Breanna bagged the room in the attic – good job Alek is patient.
After unpacking we headed to a nearby town to find a shop and some dinner. Luckily we didn’t know where we were going so we stumbled on a great kebab place for dinner and fumbled our way through a dinner order. After a yummy doner we picked up a baguette and couple of bits before heading home for the night.