Night Train from Paris to Munich

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Our last day in Paris.

We went to the Tiffany and Co. Jewellry shop in our jeans, raincoats and backpacks, looking extremely ordinary up against all that sparkly stuff. The staff in the shop were unbelievably polite (of course - they wanted our money) and you could only get into the shop if the man at the front of the store unlocked and opened the door for you. It was lovely, though.

I was most looking forward to our tour around the Palais Garnier, the setting for Gaston Leroux's novel "The Phantom of the Opera". It was so impressive both inside and out, and we both had to have photos taken doing our best Phantom impressions on the grande staircase.

By the mid-evening we were on a night-train, bound for Munich, in the south of Germany. We had the two top bunks in a six-berth couchette, which we were sharing with a Korean boy, his mum and his uncle. They didn't speak much English, but they spoke better English than we did Korean. And the uncle was a right laugh!

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Photos

The reception room in the theatre
Modelled on the room of mirrors at the Palace of Versailles

Our sleeping situation on the train
with a third bed tucked away behind Lee