Traveling France – Case of the traveling luggage
Landing and meeting Neadeen at the Paris airport was a breeze. Going through customs, claim luggage and she was standing right outside my exit – perfect. Well maybe too perfect of a start.
Relaxing before the train ride
We begin to wander looking for a restroom because we had more than enough time to kill before catching the TGV train to Aix. Taking our time there, we meander to the train station area. Okay, looking at all those machines, how do we know which one we need to use that will give us our tickets that have been reserved and paid for. We stand contemplating the machine for a lengthy time and finally an American man walks over and gets us started. Okay, on a roll now. Little did we know, but he had stood back behind us to see if we were able to obtain our tickets. He came back and once again helped us and finally the tickets are in our hand! His suggestion was to validate our tickets before the 15 minute boarding time. WooHoo, that means time to relax and have a cup of coffee.
Half an hour before we are to depart, we head out to find where to validate the tickets. Down another level, but the escalator is broken. Yikes! The elevator is found with a long line waiting. Patiently we wait our turn and make it to the lower level. Validate the tickets and decide to wait to see the platform number listed. Nothing posted, so I run up the stairs and wait for it to be posted. Oh NO! It’s on the other side of the tracks! We have to go back up a level (no escalator in sight) and the line is way to long for a 15 minute window. Only option is to pull the luggage up via the stairs – never mind that we each have a 50 lb piece and another one weighing close to that! Figuring I would try to handle the two large pieces, I try to drag them up – nope, stopped dead in my tracks. Grabbing the two smaller ones I tug them up to the half way point and walk back down. Neadeen is laughing hystarically. So hard she cannot get up the stairs. I’m thinking, “Oh, no we will miss the train!” Come to find out, two men on another train were watching us and laughing like crazy making her crack up. We giggle over that and are still as we make our way to the platform. What? Now we need to go all the way to the far end to get on the car needed! Neadeen was wishing we could be like Harry Potter and walk right on through the posts! Trucking down farther, we are still laughing as we board the train. Just make it into the doors before they shut and see there is absolutely no place for the luggage. All the space is taken up!
Still laughing everyone in the car is watching (two French men included) as we manage to get all four pieces up onto seats! Whew, down we sit. This isn’t the best picture and one piece still isn’t up there yet.
We get off in Aix En Provence trying to figure out the signs to point us to get the bus into town. We meet up with four others doing the same thing. Of course we have to go up the elevator, down on the other side. Then back up again but wait down again! Oops, wrong side of the terminal. So back up and down, Walk and bit and go back up and down again! Not a prob but forgot to mention, the elevator on this last part was not working. Another episode of this time sliding the luggage down a long flight of stairs. The bus arrives within minutes so all is good! Dumping us out at a point of Aix of who knows where is the next hurdle! We finally ask a young gal to help us and she walks with us a bit to make sure we find our way.
I promise to take a photo tomorrow of the place that Google maps had been taking us to. You guessed it, the wrong place. I’ll talk more on that tomorrow because you have got to see a photo to understand the humor in this move!
Finally arrive at the right address, insert key and whoopee – in we are! But in the dark! Drat, where is that flashlight when you need it – ah, no worries there is a light switch. With light, we see an added bonus of, yep, you guessed it an “elevator” to the third floor! As the door opens up, we almost double over with laughter again! It’s big enough for one person or the two largest pieces of luggage. Brilliant plan but the elevator won’t move! Hey, we know what to do, struggle up the stairs with the other two pieces and push the elevator button from the third floor! Walla – worked like a charm. After much more ado, we finally get all the locks open and in we are!
Chest to chest we can both fit in here!
From laughing so hard, we do a frantic search for the bathroom. Oh, no, we cannot locate it and we continue laughing! Worried we were going to have to do the unthinkable, Neadeen discovers it – the last door to be opened! Was bringing the heavy luggage worth it – oh, yeah, baby. We are here for three weeks and it’s awesome.
Someone must have had karma and knew beers were going to be needed! Don’t know why they were in the fridge, but blessed be the one that put them there! We will gladly replace them and add extras! We eat some yummy pizza from across the street and must call it a day – a splendid day at that. Anytime you can laugh you way through 10 hours is glorious!
Blessed be the beer
Don’t forget to “like” my fb artist to laugh with us through our journey from France!
Quite a switch from my normal blogs about furniture painting and mixed media art? lol
Until tomorrow – Goodnight from Aix En Provence, France.