First Day in Paris (Signa's Post)

The train ride to Paris didn't seem all that long even though it was nearly 3 hours. I read the entire way while Mom, Astrid and Britta slept for most of it (dad was sitting in a seat not too far away). Once we got off of the train we had to carry our bags to the hotel, you might think that we are just sissies and get too tired of carrying our bags, but trust me our bags were super heavy and we couldn't find the metro line that we had to take..... then we had to find where our hotel was. That added up to about and hour and a half with 30 pound bags on our backs. There are a lot of gypsies on the metro in Paris and also throughout the stations. It's really annoying when they shove their little cup into your face and expect you to give them money. We dropped our bags off at the hotel as only mom and dad's room was ready then we headed off to the Pere Lachaise cemetery, which is absolutely beautiful (and has plenty of shade!) Linda the tour guide was very funny. She made being dragged along to a cemetery fun. That took about 2 hours. After that we took the metro to take yet another tour around Montmartre. On the tour we stopped where Van Gogh lived with his brother for a short period of time and he told us why he was crazy (because every time he was done painting he would suck the paint brushes dry rather than washing them and they had a lot of lead in the paints back then). This tour also took about 2 hours and by then end of it our feet were so sore that my heels felt like they were permanently bruised. We went to a restaurant up in Montmartre called La Zebra. They had amazing food (but no a/c), then we went to a creperie where mom and I got a lemon and sugar crepe... yum. Once we took the metro back to the hotel when we were emerging from the underground the escalators were broken, the lady in front of me walked in the middle of the stairs and stuck out her butt... get your ass out of my face.... like really. Before we went to the hotel we made a quick stop at the Arc de Triomphe and dad took ten million bajillion photos before we had to hurry him up as we had been up since 5 in the morning. Back at the hotel our second room was ready. Astrid, Britta and I have a much nicer room than mom and dad, in fact their room kinda sucks compared to ours.