Before landing... my first view of France.
The first thought that came to my mind when I saw the first glimpse of France was, "aww. This (the landscape) is so pretty and colorful!"
John and I flew in to Charles de Gaulle (CDG) Airport and found the information center to purchase our museum passes and tickets for the RER train to Paris. (Thanks to John for checking all these out before our trip!)
The first Parisian we exchanged conversations with was this wonderful gentleman at the Tourist Information Center.
He pointed us to the right train to take, the information on the museum passes, and gave us a warm welcome to Paris. He was wonderful.
We got on RER B and headed for the hotel.
on the train.
There weren't that many people on the train at first, but as soon as it approached closer to the city area it got crowded. I was a little nervous, but John helped making sure we didn't miss our stop.
Our hotel was located in the Latin Quarter. When we arrived at the station the first word that I learned was "sortie," which apparently was "exit."
This was what I saw when I stepped out of the train station. OMG it was the Notre Dame!
I turned around and this was the exit we took. Exit 6.
After we found the hotel, checked in, (and met the super nice hotel people,) we dragged our luggage into the elevator, where the two of us, plus the luggage, occupied the whole elevator floor.
John wearing his "on the plane t-shirt," his "comfy and loose dog shirt" from No More Homeless Pets." The elevator was really tiny!
And then we saw our room. It was tiny, cute, and wonderful.