August 9, 2006 | In: General

June 27 2007, on the train to Paris

I was just thinking how much I hate long flights and how I don’t mind excruciatingly long train rides (especially in Euope). Rail travel in Europe is a pleasure. 10 hours of good scenery, a good book, my music and plenty of time to think about anything and everything. On a plane you’re just curled up in the fetal position for 5 hours with crying babies surround sound and @$$holes who hog the elbow rest.

I haven’t booked a hostel in Paris. I am planning to head straight to the hostel I stayed in last time I was here, which is right across the street from the train station. If no beds available, then I will become an expert on spending nights on various European train stations.

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