The National Gallery, London: http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/
That evening, I went back to the hostel & enjoyed some great food in the Paddington Pub & after I began to write in my Wonder Woman journal while drinking a Strongbow cider. A few minutes later, a group of three women asked me if they could join my table, since there were none left. I offered them seats & we began a great conversation. They were a Swedish family of a mother, a daughter, and an aunt on a vacation trip to visit London for a week. It was wonderful to hear their life stories and share mine.
The night spent at the hostel was overall a great one. It was clean, quiet, and the other females who were in the 4 person dorm, were respectful. I headed out as quietly as I could early the next morning to go catch the Eurostar train to Paris. It was only one underground away & easy to find. On the 2 hour train ride, I had time to think and write in my journal in the business class seating that I was freely bumped up to. All of this was a very nice way to travel in the fastest trains in Europe & going under the water in a tunnel to another country.
Once I arrived, I found that it was indeed a challenge to figure out where to go to get to the Paris Metro transit station & find my hotel. I managed to find a machine to purchase tickets fairly easy, but to try and find the right Metro car was a whole other matter. I knew it would be a challenge since I don't speak French, but to understand their maps is not nearly as easy as London's Underground system. After a while, I found the right one, but once I got above ground, I had to find the right address amidst small narrow old streets. I had no problem asking a lady who was walking by, and she was kind enough to show me in broken English, where to go to find the hotel.
The Hotel Annexe was quaint and I was greeted by several nice representatives, who were able to hold my belongings and give directions back to the Metro station. From there, I decided to go find a cafe fr some lunch and then onto Notre Dame. I found I was in the neighborhood of Republique & there was a Cafe named after it. There, I had the best shrimp & bacon Ceasar salad, French Baguette, cafe o'le, and a glass of wine. Next, Notre Dame...
On the following day, I awoke right before dawn & took some shots out of my romm window, then went downstairs for a lovely French buffet breakfast. I loved their cafe' o'le, breads, pastries, waffles, fruits, yogurt, & cheeses. After, I went to go see the infamous Louvre Museum & in it many masterpieces like the Mona Lisa...
The rest of my evening consisted of travels back from London to Dorking, laundry, and sleep. The next day was to be the day I meet Jeffrey at the London Heathrow airport to start our holiday together!