Hello, again!
One detail I forgot to mention was that it was in Interlaken that I had my first croissant. You may remember that we had ordered croissants before - it's just that I am not a fan of pastry.
Oddly enough, that croissant was in the extremely awkward situation in the Cafe Hooters. Yeah, try to imagine that. I spent all my time there watching (with interest, mind you) a live Moto-GP race that was being broadcast.
Our last day in Zurich,we visited the shopping complex (well, I might as well call it a mall) in the Hauptbahnhof (the Central Railway Station). After a coffee, and convincing my brain that holding it in is easier than spending 70 rupees, we went around for a stroll in the shops.
On this day, we were also met with a considerable amount of uncertainty. Remember the Paris floods? That's what happened while we were in Germany.
We finally decided that we'd go to Paris and see.
Fast forward to Paris: We landed at CDG. The airport infrastructure - awesome! And all in preparation for the UEFA '16.
We took the bus into the city.
The bus ride is one that I would never forget. That is because it was really unexpected.
The bus ride was long, bumpy, tiring. Yes, it was bumpy. What we saw travelling through the city was also really weird. There is a really prominent separation of communities there.
In addition, the footpaths were encroached upon. There were many shops.
The situation is similar to that of Mumbai, but in Mumbai, there isn't any major segregation of communities.
When we reached the Opera where we were to get off, we saw a lot of tourists - hordes of them, to be precise. We hailed a cab and reached our hotel.
The hotel was expensive and small. Our room had a strong smell of cake (I don't know why). It was all justified though - the hotel is at a walking distance from the Place de la Concorde and the Avenue Champs Elysse (I hope the spellings are right - the French and their unnecessary use of the alphabetical resources), and in my opinion, the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triumph too (my parents disagreed).
The first day there, we tried to find the city sightseeing bus stop - for about an hour. Really frustrating.
After we got on, it was good, as all other city sightseeing hop-on-hop-off tours, though I was not fan of the music that played in the intermission between two stops.
We got off at the Arc de Triumph. Walked on the Champs Ellyse (pronounced somewhat as 'shomp eleez'). On the way, we dined in daylight (about 8 pm). I had an authentic Onion Soup (it would be redundant to call it a French Onion Soup in the heart of France).
The next day was scheduled for the Eiffel Tower. No new information I can give about it to you.
Time for some photos: Next Post
One detail I forgot to mention was that it was in Interlaken that I had my first croissant. You may remember that we had ordered croissants before - it's just that I am not a fan of pastry.
Oddly enough, that croissant was in the extremely awkward situation in the Cafe Hooters. Yeah, try to imagine that. I spent all my time there watching (with interest, mind you) a live Moto-GP race that was being broadcast.
Our last day in Zurich,we visited the shopping complex (well, I might as well call it a mall) in the Hauptbahnhof (the Central Railway Station). After a coffee, and convincing my brain that holding it in is easier than spending 70 rupees, we went around for a stroll in the shops.
On this day, we were also met with a considerable amount of uncertainty. Remember the Paris floods? That's what happened while we were in Germany.
We finally decided that we'd go to Paris and see.
Fast forward to Paris: We landed at CDG. The airport infrastructure - awesome! And all in preparation for the UEFA '16.
We took the bus into the city.
The bus ride is one that I would never forget. That is because it was really unexpected.
The bus ride was long, bumpy, tiring. Yes, it was bumpy. What we saw travelling through the city was also really weird. There is a really prominent separation of communities there.
In addition, the footpaths were encroached upon. There were many shops.
The situation is similar to that of Mumbai, but in Mumbai, there isn't any major segregation of communities.
When we reached the Opera where we were to get off, we saw a lot of tourists - hordes of them, to be precise. We hailed a cab and reached our hotel.
The hotel was expensive and small. Our room had a strong smell of cake (I don't know why). It was all justified though - the hotel is at a walking distance from the Place de la Concorde and the Avenue Champs Elysse (I hope the spellings are right - the French and their unnecessary use of the alphabetical resources), and in my opinion, the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triumph too (my parents disagreed).
The first day there, we tried to find the city sightseeing bus stop - for about an hour. Really frustrating.
After we got on, it was good, as all other city sightseeing hop-on-hop-off tours, though I was not fan of the music that played in the intermission between two stops.
We got off at the Arc de Triumph. Walked on the Champs Ellyse (pronounced somewhat as 'shomp eleez'). On the way, we dined in daylight (about 8 pm). I had an authentic Onion Soup (it would be redundant to call it a French Onion Soup in the heart of France).
The next day was scheduled for the Eiffel Tower. No new information I can give about it to you.
Time for some photos: Next Post
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