Everything is accessible in Europe. In just over two hours I
can go from London to Paris. Europe is big and spread out, but America just
seems vast. The only place I can be in two hours from Boston is Connecticut -
not too shabby, but not Paris. Not another country.
We leave on the 8.31 Eurostar train from St. Pancras and will
be in Paris before noon (local time). Arriving at the station, you first check
in at an airport-like security area manned with French customs agents and
French police. Scan your ticket, walk through the metal detectors and show your
passport to border patrol. No taking off shoes and liquids are welcome.
From there you are deposited into a large, functional
waiting lounge. Coffee awaits, comfortable seats and lots of electrical outlets
- designed with the business traveler in mind, and there are plenty of those.
But this catering seems to ends here. Once on board the train there are no
outlets and no wifi. At least there is coffee and it is cheaper than in the
station.
At first I was dismayed at the loss of connection and
productivity, but then I remembered I was on a train and I had the lovely
English countryside to look at. The ride was smooth and I immediately relaxed.
Until...the tunnel -or Chunnel, as it is called. I freaked a little at being
that far underground. The Channel Tunnel, or Chunnel as it is called, is
approximately 31 miles long and at its lowest point 250 feet deep. Thankfully
it was the shortest part of the trip and then we were back outside and in to
the lovely French countryside. Short videos of our emerging into France here and here.
About an hour later we were rolling into Paris’ Gare du
Nord. This was perhaps the most disappointing part of the trip. I love train
stations and have been in some ugly ones (hello Penn Station!) but this one
felt like it wasn’t even trying. It just felt dark even at lunch time. No one
seemed happy; they were just rushing around and trying to find their train. Bilingual
signs helped to guide us to the Metro, thankfully, but I was glad I was not heading
out somewhere else otherwise I would have had a tough time of it finding my
train. Too many people, too many signs, too much going on. I just wanted to get
out of there.
The area below, where you catch the local transportation
(Metro, RER, Tram) was just as crowded with long lines at the ticket booths and
machines. We had no choice but to wait and once we made it up to a machine, we
were pleasantly surprised that it was not too difficult to purchase the right
ticket. Tip: English is an option so just take your time and read the screens. Most people in line at this station are
tourists and will be taking their time, too. The multi-day tickets offer
excellent value and are valid on all Metro, RER, Trams and buses. Perfect for
when the weather is too cold to walk outside for long stretches.
So with ticket purchased we were on our way to enjoy Paris! More on that adventure as well as how Bostonians rang in the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who in London!
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