Day 6: Tuesday - Train to Paris
We thoroughly enjoyed the high speed train. It reached a top speed of 190 mph which was incredible. It was hard to gauge just how fast we were moving until we went parallel to a highway and were going almost 3x the speed of the cars. Peter and Mike also confirmed this speed with their Garmin GPS running watches. Pretty zippy doing a 19 second mile!
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| Card games on the train |
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| Brady was smitten with Uncle Steve |
We arrived at our hotel, Le Meridien. It was a much different experience than the royal treatment by Steve and his staff in Amsterdam. We ran into a bit of a challenge as they would not allow all 4 of us to stay in one room. They tried to sell us another room for $800/night and then just a cot for $50/night. Peter told them that one of our children would be spending the nights elsewhere and escaped the absurd extra charges. Apparently they didn't realize they were dealing with someone that would rather leave his child outside to freeze to death before needlessly shelling out hundreds of extra dollars. Of course, we all stayed in the room together and nobody even noticed. Not off to a great start with the French.
We ended up going to a local restaurant for lunch then Uncle Steve helped us all navigate our way onto the subway to see La Tour Eiffel.
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| Les Griswolds |
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| Inseparable pair |
Being New Year's Eve we headed back to the hotel, fed the kids and left them with Mike and Betsy while Tobey, Steve, Becky and Peter took the subway to the Arc de Triumph for dinner. We found a steakhouse for dinner, got seated and glanced at the menu. Upon realizing they were charging $27 for a glass of Heineken we snuck out of our seats and found a suitable Chinese restaurant next door. Dinner was very nice and afterward we walked up the Champs-Élysées to the Arc to celebrate at midnight.

We tried to get close to the Arc for the stroke of midnight. The closer we got, the more crowded it got. Being that our hotel was on the other side of the Arc, our reliable navigator Steve had the brilliant idea of going through the subway tunnel to come out the other side. Not one of his better decisions. We ended up getting funneled into a mob of people, up a flight of stairs and into an already packed and confined area. It was actually a pretty frightening experience being pushed and shoved and not being able to escape or do anything about it. So it wasn't the most romantic stroke of midnight but at that point we were just happy to get out of there alive and walked back to the hotel.
Day 7: Wednesday - In Paris
Somehow the kids slept until 9am. What a gift after a late night! After having croissants at a local patisserie we met up with Tobey and Steve to do a morning sightseeing cruise on La Seine.
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| Croissants were as good as advertised |
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| On a boat? Let's play "Go Fish!" |
After the boat ride we had to say goodbye to Tobey and Steve as they had an afternoon train back to Amsterdam. No more help with shoulder rides. Betsy, Mike and Peter went for a short run while Becky and the kids rested. That night we had dinner at a great Italian restaurant. Tired of trying to navigate European menus for hearty vegan fare, Mike fell off the wagon and ordered Spaghetti Bolognese. So much for New Year's resolutions.
Day 8: Thursday - In Paris
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