In the first half of my voyage, I was racing across France between Paris and Brest, to cheer on a friend participating in the cycle race there. Then race on to Frankfurt. Within this, crossing Paris was one fucking rush.
I expected to have up to a day for the city before my high-speed train left, but friend's slow progress left me with only two hours to cross the city. So I'll do RER C, Notre Dame, RER B, I thought. But at Invalides, my train stopped: track renewal, total closure! So I ran 500m (losing the right way multiple times) with heavy bag for the replacement bus, found it goes every 15 minutes, across dense traffic, then I ran across the RER B station, then from Gare du Nord to Gare l'Est. I just catched my ICE-3, boarding with my T-shirt thoroughly wet with sweat...
Will write 1-2 diaries on my trip in the next few days. *Traitor*, n. A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.
I was just wondering if Sarkozy somehow fit into Nostradamus' predictions....
This could be very interesting. And I'll give my consent to any government that does not deny a man a living wage-Billy Bragg
That would be far more fun. And I'll give my consent to any government that does not deny a man a living wage-Billy Bragg
Just made it! (My train the one on the right, I sat in the end compartment looking out through the cockpit.)
*Traitor*, n. A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.
Great fun and a great trip, but I wished my French was better. "I said, 'Wait a minute, Chester, You know I'm a peaceful man...'" Robbie Robertson
Secondly, the RER C, even when its track is not cut, is not to be used. It doesn't work, simply : very slow... Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant.
Sightseeing in the ligne C tunnel is quite limited! Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant.
Also, waiting for the RER can be pretty long during the day or in the summer, which kills the speed advantage. On the trip from home to the Charles de Gaulle rond point, which is RER B + RER A (the two good RERs) I go as fast with my velib' as I'd do with the need to wait for two RERs... Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant.
