Friday, May 23, 2008

Arriving in Paris! Day 1

Well, I made it. It was a relatively uneventful trip. They served us a light snack on the plane, so I'm really hungry right now. The security at the Edinburgh airport was pretty low. They didn't even check ID's at the security line, but the guard singled me out to take my shoes off. I looked around and saw that I was the only one doing this, so I felt awkward, but whatever. I guess I look like a terrorist or something. Anyway, I'm one hour ahead from where I was in the UK, so that makes me 7 hours ahead of Dallas and 8 hours ahead of CO. The hostels I've stayed at have been really nice! They've been clean, and the one I'm at now is like a hotel. I traveled down a hallway to my room and there is a sink in our room! It's very cool, and I'm glad I decided to stay here one extra day. Finding this hostel was not quite as smooth as in Edinburgh, but that was to be expected, since Paris is a much bigger city. One interesting thing that happened was the immigrations officer. France must be sucking up to the US or something because all I did was show them my passport, the guy didn't even look at my immigration card and he stamped my passport and let me through. I thought he would be worse than the UK guy, but I was wrong thankfully. Anyway, I'm going to grab some dinner, maybe a crepe or two, then find a nice place to relax and read the book I've been getting through. Hopefully I'm meeting up with Megan Newman on Monday night, but we haven't set anything in stone yet. Catch you guys later!

4 comments:

Molly said...

Have a nutella crepe. And some bread. Go to a pastry shop. Yum.

Unknown said...

I wish I could tell you what to do in France because I'd been there like Molly...
Yes, you do look like a terrorist, sorry you're just finding out now. I've always known :).
Say hi to Megan for me if you see her!

Steven Horne said...

Oh... nutella crepes are so good. I will definitely be going to the pastry shop.

Thanks for the info Krissy. I wish you'd told me before I started traveling. Maybe I could have disguised it.

TheDad said...

A terrorist? Not my son! You don't look like no terrorist to me! Stevie, I remember those yummy Nutella crepes - it's why we have the Christmas trudition of Nutella gifts in our stockings - if you recall. So was Paris a lot different for you this time around than when we were there before?