The trip has been nothing like I expected. From the minute I stepped on the plane in Seattle (the first leg of my international flight) it was one surprise after another. I never would have thought that I'd crave airplane food, but when there isn't an option of having any, you start drooling for some. I guess it's just one more thing to thank the failing economy for: the lack of free food on an international flight. Merci au monde! With little sleep, frustrated after having missed nearly two flights, my arrival in Paris was nothing short of a relief. I ride the train in, where I must say Parisians have found an art of seeing everything without actually looking at anything. Gare de Nord was nothing like the Hollywood movie Hugo made it out to ... read more