Paris to Rotterdam

At 2am last night we had to have a trip planning party to get our day figured out today. We booked high speed train tickets back to Rotterdam and booked a hotel for the remainder of our stay in Europe.

We slept off our Disneyland hangovers, drank my 5 two-sip coffees, and left our big bags at the hotel for a few hours of Paris sightseeing. We had some delicious pizza for lunch and then took the metro to the Pere Lachaise Cemetery. We wandered around on a sort of scavenger hunt for famous graves: Rossini, Chopin, Oscar Wilde, Jim Morrison, and Edith Piaf.

We did some shopping for our train ride and had beer o'clock before getting aboard our Thalys high speed train. We entertained ourselves by chatting with all the travelers in our car. We had two stereotypical, ignorant, overweight American women, two native Dutch ladies, and an Ethiopian man. Josie's tech skills broke the ice because she was able to get everyone's devices connected to the train's Wi-Fi (in Holland, pronounced "wee-fee"). As this happened, I happily worked my way through my stock of train beers.

We arrived in RotterDAM-I-look-sexy and had a small domestic regarding our cartography skills. We found our room, and headed out in the mist for dinner. In order to avoid eating more bread, we opted for Vietnamese. Exhausted, we headed back to our room to sleep.