Paris Day One10th April 2009We arrived in Paris and set off to met the lady who we'd booked our apartment through. I had seen on the website that her languages were French and Spanish, but I'd assumed that she'd probably be able to speak a little bit of English. How wrong I was. She spoke less English than we spoke French. She'd written down the cost and everything for us, we parted with our cash, and she still tried to communicate something with us. She eventual...

Reims (Champagne district)8th & 9th April 2009We happily said goodbye to our disgusting hotel in Caen, for the 2.5 hours trip back to Paris (again another chance to read more Twilight) and a quick metro trip took us from St Lazare over to Paris Est to catch the high speed train to Reims. Once at Est we used another ticketing machine to buy our tickets. We knew the journey was about 40 minutes on the fast train, so wasn't expecting the tickets to cost that muc...

Reconnaissance to BayeuxTuesday 7th April 2009 We managed a small sleep in, but people having a conversation outside our room door made it difficult, combined with an annoying "bom bom bom bom" from train station across road . I grabbed a quick breakfast of jambon and gruyere baguette , while Dan had a quiche, then we were back on the train to Bayeux. In what we saw in the hour yesterday we thought Bayeux was a cute little town and wanted to go back and...

France - D - DayMonday 6th April 2009Disclaimer: I am going to claim complete ignorance when it comes to all this war stuff. Dan is the one with the interest. Apologies if I get things wrong. Also, im going to dot point it, so I don't bore not only you, the readers, and myself whilst writing it.So we had pre-booked rail tickets for the trip to Bayeux. The tour organiser had told us when booking that the earliest train into Bayeux was not until 9.30 and he didn't ...

France - The trip to Caen Sunday 5th April 2009 We got out of bed (I can't way woke up, cause we didn't really sleep) nice and early, ready to make our trip to Caen, Normandy. As we were leaving the s***ty hotel I was outside waiting for Dan and some guy in a van starting trying to talk to me. He quickly realised that I spoke no French, and the only words I knew that he said sounded like Fromage. Cheese? What the?? He continued to have a great conversation wi...