We called for our Uber around 9:30 this morning. We had a few mins of stress as we waited for someone to accept our ride. We didn’t really have a contingency plan so I was thankful when he picked up our request.

We headed out of our Airbnb and waited on the curb. Near the school zone…which was clearly written in English.

Our driver said he’s driven cabs for 23 years and it was obvious he knew the roads and even the bumps in the roads very well. Last night when we sat outside there were multiple cars who bottomed out going over a speed hump. No chance of that with him. He dropped us off at the train station.

We grabbed a spot where we could throw our luggage down to wait until it was closer to time for our train. Greg and I ran to Starbucks for a coffee.

I’m not exactly sure what happened but our train was supposed to leave at 11:08 and then somehow it updated to 10:33. Thankfully Greg suggested we head on up to the platform because when we finally caught the elevator and made it up we had 5 mins before the train left.

After boarding and trying to figure out where our seats were we landed in basically a private car to ourselves. Carey went all out and got first class seats for us which supposedly include food but the seat numbers don’t exactly match our tickets. We are just gonna go for these seats.

We are all a little confused by this trip. The guy below brought breakfast but commented that he wasn’t supposed to come back to this car because it’s too narrow back here. He made it seem like he was doing us a huge favor bringing us food.

When he came back to pick up our trays he made some comment about moving us up to a different car if there was room. He said he had two seats now and might have two more seats after the Brussels stop. None of us are interested in moving because we aren’t sure if the seats are together and we might be awkwardly facing strangers. We would rather have no food than to sit with random strangers.

A new worker came in and started busting out a whole lot of stuff in French. I was really hoping that someone was following but it seems that wasn’t the case. We had a few seconds of awkwardness when he realized we weren’t French.

He started asking where we were from and then the talk changed to the election. The one topic that really none of us are interested in discussing.

He was a super nice guy who is from Chad. He asked if we got food and we said we were ok and he said no you need food! It’s my colleague’s responsibility to bring you food. We said we got breakfast and we thought that was it but soon after that the first guy showed back up with lunch.

We also found out that the locked train car behind us that the employees ended up using as a break room is for prisoners. Thankfully there were no drug busts on this ride because I’m not interested in having a prisoner staring at me.

We arrived to Paris right on time. I have no clue how this is possible but two people from Australia that were on our Viking Cruise had also been on our train. Literally smallest world ever.

We made our way through the train station and started to look for an Uber. One driver picked up our ride and then immediately cancelled. We decided to make our way outside and assess the situation.