Once Aer Lingus' desk finally opened, I was actually able to get an earlier flight from JFK to Dublin and then also an earlier flight to Paris. The overnight flight went fairly well. I slept for about 4 hours which is okay for me. Watched a Harry Potter movie. Arrived in Dublin, flight to Paris went fine, found a bus that took me within half a block of my hotel. I couldn't check in at that moment but Laurie had texted me that they weren't sure how to get from Gare du Nord to the hotel so I decided to take the Metro to Gare du Nord and meet them. It meant a two-hour wait and after awhile I began to feel rather woozy. But I walked around the station, took a few photos, had a drink and a croissant and felt better.
A photo of Laurie & Mercy arriving on the Eurostar:
Mercy was a typical teenager, hungry, so we ate at the Five Guys at the station. And then we took the Metro to our hotel where our room was finally ready. It was small for three people, a kind of cot set up as the third bed and the main bed a European version of a Queen (i.e., smaller.) But the view from the hotel and just the whole ambience of the hotel, its location, made up for the size of the room.
I had made reservations for us to take the Eiffel Tower tour on Monday morning, the only day that there was a tour to the Summit available. So we decided that we would walk down to the Paris Pass office that evening and pick up our Passes so we would have free Metro rides. A very long walk it was, down Haussman Blvd! But we arrived at the Paris Pass Office five minutes before closing, got our passes and had dinner quite close by at a nice brasserie. And then we took the Metro home and fell into bed.
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