We are safely home in Reading and it is back to normal today. Just to complete our story, here is one last account of our journey home.
We left Langensoultzbach at about noon. We packed and cleaned the gite, taking our time. We didn’t want to hit Paris at rush hours, so we were in no hurry to set off. As we were preparing, Marina stopped to see us to say goodbye. it was actually hard to leave, Marina and Eric had been so kind. She called Eric so we could bid him farewell, too. Then we left the lovely village.
One last stop at the Super U in Woerth for lunch and travel snacks, a picnic in a park and we we on our way to Paris.
The weather was excellent and the trip mostly uneventful. I discovered the EU way to play and old game - license plate collecting. Rather than states, I looked for European countries. I found 20 on our trip across France. I was particularly pleased with Estonia, Lichtenstein and Romania. It was more fun than states.
Steve did an amazing job with all the driving. We found the airport and the Hertz return without a hitch.
A long walk through airport terminals, brought us to the CDGVAL shuttle and our hotel. One thing about the airport - the signage was wonderful.
Our hotel was at a tram stop called Roissypole. Here were several hotels right in the middle of the airport. Ours was the Ibis Roissy. I am telling the name, because it was such a good experience. The staff was truly bilingual and gave some of the best customer service I have ever seen. The hotel wasn’t fancy, it looked more like an Ikea store - clean, modern, bright, cheerful, comfortable. The lobby seemed more like a meeting place for friends, than a lobby. There were a couple restaurants and a grocery store. Our room was comfortable, just right for a night before a flight. It was, most of all, very convenient to the airport.
Once we checked in, Steve went online to change our seats and get boarding passes. Emma and I were checked in to Boston, but Steve couldn’t check in past Iceland and the EU. The website said he wasn’t authorized for entry into the US. They recommended him talking to US Immigration and applying for a visa that would only take 4-6 days. I was panicked. Steve said that it wouldn’t be a problem and he would take care of it in the morning at Icelandair. Then he said, “Let’s go the Paris for dinner.” I was surprised, but we were all game to take the train back into the city.
We headed back to the Marais to the excellent falafel place we went to our first night. They claim to be the best falafel in the world, and they could be right! We all thought that when we left for Alsace, that we were “done” with Paris, but we were wrong. Paris was at its loveliest that night. Perfect weather, glowing twilight, cafes and streets full of happy people walking with family and meeting friends. It was wonderful! Our falafel was excellent and we all enjoyed the walk in the city. I am so glad we spent out last night in Paris, rather than a hotel room.
We jumped back onto the train, but it had a terminus three stops before the airport. We were shuttled back by bus. It took a lot longer, but we had no schedule to meet.
We got to the hotel at 12:15 and a had a wakeup call for 5:00.
Steve had no problem checking in to Boston and we had an uneventful trip back to Boston. Margaret and Caroline Donnelly Moran graciously met us at the airport. Although our trip was was excellent, it was wonderful to see our friends and get back to normal.
I think I can speak (or write) for the three Turners. I will ask them to add comments, if they like. This was a fantastic vacation. I love France. The country is beautiful and the people warm and friendly. I enjoyed spending time with Steve and Emma and am so appreciative that we we able to have this time, in such a an amazing setting to create some memories I will never forget.