Quicker than a ray of flight
Sep.02.2009
Welcome to our little travel journal – isn’t it cute?! First off I just wanted to thank people for the votes on domains. It was a toss up! We were debating to go with www.wheninfrance.ca (Andree’s choice), www.frantastic.ca (Jordan’s choice) or www.overseaing.com (Jordan’s choice). Since wheninfrance.ca is something Andree was more-so leaning towards, I told her it would only be fair if she let our first post title be a play on words from a Madonna song. There. Fair.
Although our flight to Paris was awesome, everything that happened next was purely frustrating. We got on the Metro in the Paris airport to make a few connections. We were frequently asking people for directions and despite all rumors about French people being arseholes, people were extremely friendly to us.
Part of the process of getting on the Metro is that you pass your ticket into this slot and then sliding doors open for you to pass through. Both Andree each had about 4 pieces of luggage, so passing through these sliding doors quickly was not the easiest task. I had to throw my guitar to Andree when the sliding doors opened then had to pass through with my sumo size luggage bag. Looks like someone forgot to butter up the sides, because I got stuck and the doors closed on me – I squirmed quite a bit to break free.
We eventually got to the place where we needed to take the train to Reims. We waited a few hours before boarding – got some baguette and some …water (I know most of you were thinking wine). Once we boarded the train there was little room for our mass amount of luggage but we made it work. As soon as the train started moving I felt nautious and it didn’t stop until we got there. I had never been so close to puking. I just kept telling myself “Not here, not now” – plus the French are extremely clean people – I don’t think they’d appreciate it if I vomited all over their train.
We got off the train and walked around aimlessly in the rain to try and find our place. Finally, after half an hour, we got there. The room is pretty small. In the one room you have you TV, internet, double bed (2 single beds pushed together), a fridge, hot plate, microwave and sink – not bad. I’m sure things will get better from here!










Have fun and good luck with your studies Andree.
Lots of love,
Ani-G
I hope you continue to post both about your experiences and pictures. I especially like the sheer volume of pictures of wine bottles - and you and Andree testing it. Is this the beginning of a long term relationship with grapes?
@Ben: After Andree goes to sleep I put hers face down and bring out my wallet picture of you.
@Joseph Thornley: We will be posting regularly! Grapes have always held a spot in my heart. I am even sipping on some "grape juice" as I write this :)