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Saturday, 18 April 2015

BACKPACKING EUROPE: Colmar, France

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BACKPACKING EUROPE: Paris, France





Ah Paris (I say this in the French pronunciation "Pah-ree"), the city of love; where passion, happiness and romance completely consumes you... Is the exact opposite to how I felt when we arrived. I was fucking miserable. As I dragged myself through the train station, throwing strops and tantrums like a 3 year old, all I wanted to do was get to our hostel and go to bed.

Wondering around the train station like two lost sheep, Jack and I tried to figure out where to go, or where to start shall I say. As the Parisian's barged passed us, zigzagging in all sorts of directions, I couldn't concentrate, even the English language seemed foreign. I don't know if it's just me but I'm pretty sure the maps in France make no fucking sense, a sign showing your destination will point in one direction and when you get there, you end up in a bin or walking into a bloody wall... This is not Hogwarts France, platform 9¾ does not exist.

Firing evil looks at Jack and replying with one word answers (as if it was his fault we didn't know where to go), my patience grew thinner and the blisters on my feet grew bigger, so we decided to head to the information centre (probably something we should have done when we first arrived).

Dashing out of the Metro Station, feeling slightly relieved because it's similar to the London Underground, we didn't realise how far away our hostel was, especially because the final tube we needed to get was closed for maintenance, typical! The information centre didn't tell us that back at the station though did they! Luckily we managed to get on another tube, which took us right to our destination, or so I thought. It felt like we were walking for hours to get to our hostel, the roads seemed to go on and on and the sign posts and maps made no bloody sense whatsoever but once we got to the hostel, I was so happy I almost cried. Now all I needed was a hot shower, my pajamas and a good nights sleep to recharge my batteries.

Waking up feeling slightly refreshed, I was ready to explore Paris and everything it had to offer.

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Thursday, 16 April 2015

BACKPACKING EUROPE: Giverny, France

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Wednesday, 15 April 2015

BACKPACKING EUROPE: Rouen, Vernon & Giverny, France

The Old Mill of Vernon, Vernon
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BACKPACKING EUROPE: Amiens, France

Wandering the streets of Amiens

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