We got off the train at Gare du Nord, a large train station in France (where Mr. Bean gets on the train to the beach ad well!) We got a taxi to our apartment where Alexander, the owner, greeted us and all that jazz. We then relaxed, went to the grocery store about the size of a restaurant (which was pretty big for Paris, and very American looking), and ate dinner. Then us older kids and Dad strolled around the town a bit (Keiren and I saw Ben Feldman talking on his phone pretty loudly and smiling and laughing, a French faux par). We continued home and went to bed, listening to the sound of the city.
^here you can see the entrance to the British Library just beyond that statue. You can also see the top of St. Pancras Station.
^just chillin' in the Chunnel.
This was Gare du Nord (I didn't want to look like a tourist and pull my camera up to take photos, sorry :P)
This was the day view from my window, which was really nice because I loved listening to the Parisian street. It just sounded so nice, and so unlike America)
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