Paris - Day #3

Because we've so far been unable to find a decent warm breakfast in Paris, I decided to go to the corner grocery for some eggs and butter so we could make over easy eggs before we met the owner of the apartment for the checkout. The corner grocery store had eggs and butter, but they also had cheese, wine and chocolate. So while the kids watched cartoons and Jess packed up their things, I relaxed. :)

Saturday morning I work up early and made some coffee and got the eggs and onions started. Towards 10:00 (our checkout time) things got a little hectic as we tried to pack everything up and throw out the uneaten food and garbage.

Truman and Adeline guzzling from the cartons before we threw out the food:

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The original plan was to walk (with our luggage) to the nearest subway stop, and then take that down to where our train would take us east out of Paris towards the city that Disneyland is at. Unfortunately for us, the very day we were leaving, the subway line closed for maintenance. We had several different options of buses but none were convenient with kids and luggage. In the end, we wound up walking longer to a different subway line, but avoiding the hassle of taking a bus, to a subway, to a train. Truth be told we weren't 100% sure where we were going but you never can be when you dealing with strange public transit.

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Packed up and ready to go:

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Truman was not interested in helping:

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Stopping at a bakery for treats:

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It turns out that we needed to walk some more after our subway ride but the walk was through a really nice section of town. I'm glad we got to see it.

Four year olds don't have legroom problems on trains:

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After a 45 minute train ride we eventually made it to the hotel near Disneyland. The kids got a nice swim in before we headed off for lunch/dinner at Disney Village. Don't even get me started on the mandatory speedos (French hygienic law, apparently) we had to buy just so we could swim in the hotel pool. Truman loved his new swim suit but Henry and I were less thrilled.

We had a nice slow supper at Rainforest Cafe (Truman fell asleep on the way to the restaurant so we took our time).

After dinner we went back to the hotel so the kids could swim again before bed. Unfortunately, their swim was cut short because someone saw a floater in the pool. And no, it wasn't a Baby Ruth.

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