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               Friday, August 16 2002 

Journal of our vacation journey - 7
En route with sons Mike, 28, and Kevin, 26

Wednesday, August 14, Dublin to Paris

The "jinx" on Tuesday seemed to continue until our departure from Dublin. Our plane to London was very late leaving Dublin airport, and we feared we would not have enough time to make our London connections to make our Eurostar ("chunnel train") to Paris at 4:23. However, leaving the solid dark cloud cover in Dublin behind, once we got above the clouds things seemed to turn around. By the time we arrived at Gatwick-London Airport the skies were sunny. And we found that there was a train line from Gatwick airport with a connection to the Eurostar departure station, Waterloo, without having to go all the way into Victoria Station and back to Waterloo. That saved us both time and money. The skies were the the brightest we'd seen yet on the trip; a perfect England day.

The Eurostar trip from London to Paris' Gare du Nord (North Station) takes three hours with speeds over 200 miles per hour part of the way. There is an hour's time change between the two capitals, so we arrived at nearly 8:30 p.m. We had several poor starts on mastering the Paris Metro, but we arrived at our hotel at about 9:30. It was better than our hopes, turning out to be a nice hotel rather than a crowded hostel like the one we had earlier in London or even the better one in Dublin. The only downside is that the room, at €31 per night per person, has a queen size double bed and a single, so the boys are finally forced to share a bed but they did okay the first night.

After checking in, we went walking and walked all the way from our hotel near the Louvre Museum (home of the Mona Lisa) to the Champs Elysees and on to the Eiffel Tower. Though we were already tired by the time of getting there, the night was so warm and inviting, and the beautiful tourist attraction, now painted almost gold and lit entirely to glow in the night, beckoned. We walked around and had a late dinner (having had very little food all day because of our schedule of tight connections) at a sidewalk cafe near the Tower. I got a much better steak than the one of the night before (as described yesterday), and the guys were happy with their entrees too, which came to about €12 apiece. Kevin's and my feet were so "beat" that the walk back, including a long unnecessary detour caused by misjudgment on our part, was torture, but we slept well our first night in Paris.

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Things my mother taught me (series)

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION
—"Stop acting like your father!"

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You can't find any true closeness in Hollywood, because everybody does the fake closeness so well. .

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