Plans ruined, denied access, bad burgers...
I'm not sure about you, dear reader, but I find that every trip has a low point. Sometimes there is a horrible day in the midst of several wonderful ones. Our horrible day was the 9th day.
I was getting ready to leave for the day and Travis was checking our train tickets from Paris to Rome when he asked me what 09/06/2012 meant under the heading of "date". Now, we were supposed to catch our train on 28/05/2012. So, you can see our concern. These are train tickets that cost a pretty penny and a journey that is essential to our time table. We ultimately decided that the tickets would be an easy fix and we should proceed with the original plan of visiting Versailles that morning and take care of the train tickets on the trip back to Paris.
We took a standing-only train to Versailles.
Can you spot the musicians that kept us entertained?
Once there, we walked passed the two thousand (or so) people waiting in line, confident of a quick entry due to our nifty Paris museum passes, only to be told that the passes were essentially worthless. No, we did not have to buy a ticket but we did have to wait. I really regret not getting a picture of the line but it snaked around the entire courtyard. It was immense and with our train ticket issue to deal with that afternoon we decided to skip the palace and enjoy the gardens.
We wandered off course and down a "hidden" path in the bushes where we found this little hideaway. It was locked and we were found out by a guide but it was a fun little exploration.
We took a long walk to visit the Queen's Hamlet, a medieval town built especially for Marie Antoinette and her love for romantics set in the period. Keep in mind that this was a fully functioning town with farm animals and servants dressed in period costume. And all I want is a bigger closet!
So after leaving Versailles, we headed for the train ticket office where were informed that tickets for the next day (the train we intended to be on) were sold out. It was then when panic set in a bit. We went back to our hotel room and spent several hours searching for other options: planes, rental cars, and alternate train companies. We did ultimately go through a different train company but it would only take us to Milano. From there we decided to rent a car and drive the six hours south to Roma. More to come on that story.
So we'd had a bit of a disappointing day and it was our last evening in Paris. We decided we'd grab some grub and some wine and head back out to the Eiffel tower for a farewell feast. We wanted something more than cheese, fruit, and bread and came across a burger place and thought, "What the hell, could be fantastic". So, we got our burgers and our wine (lol), and headed to the park. Once there we discovered the burgers sucked and one of them actually had hot sauce?? on it. We also choked down some soggy half cooked fries.
We went back to the room to lick our wounds.
Hoping for a smooth day of travel tomorrow with less surprises.
Travis and Lisa