Monday, September 7, 2009

Schnell, Schnell!

[ Quickly, quickly! ]

Saturday morning, I woke up early and got into the shower with the anxious feeling of excitement that one gets in the early hours before a vacation. My bag was packed, and I was ready for Paris!

2 weekends ago, Adriane and I found this bus tour package in the back of the newspaper that had a special for Paris. One phone call later, and we had our tour and hotel booked for Adriane, Eva, Lutz, Olli and myself. The package was actually really nice – Round trip bus travel, a tour of Paris, a hotel room and breakfast Sunday morning, all included for €95.

I was completely ready [ I think I woke up too early out of excitement…] but it wasn’t so for the others. The last minutes before pulling out from the house, there seemed to be a mad dash grabbing shoes, zipping bags, putting memory cards into cameras, and, of course, giving hugs and kisses to Angelika and Stefan who were still in their pajamas.

From the house, we would have pulled up just in time for the bus, but we had one more stop before our 5+ hour bus ride – Croissants! We stopped at a local Bäckerei [Schnell, Chris, schnell! – Quick, quick!] and picked up some Frühstück for the road, and what was more appropriate for France than some buttery, flakey croissants?

Arriving at the parking lot for the trip [which ended up being the parking lot of Klara’s school, [Ludwigsgymnasium] Eva comically gave us an entrance gracefully waving to the people on the bus with a cupped hand, ala Miss America, addressing our tardiness. We arrived just in time, and were the last people on the bus, but our bags were on and we were ready to go.

I did not realize when booking the trip that the round trip bus was actually already the tour bus. The commentary was all in German, but I was able to pick up facts here and there. The bus driver actually talked for about half of the trip there about France and some history – yes… that is about 2.5 hours of commentary, wow.

The passengers on the bus were very diverse, ranging from Turkey, Russia, the Philippines, and a shout out for me as the token American. A group of Middle aged ladies seemed to be having a great time embarking on a ladies weekend, already giggling away, blushed in the face, and popping open more bottles of Crémant into their festive plastic stemware, already at 7:30 in the morning.

At one of the stops where we took a break, I was surprised, because on the second tour bus that departed, a large group of the Chinese students that attend my language school were on the same trip. Many of them are very fun to talk to, and we all shared our excitement together – of course in our great mix of poor German, and choppy English – and then a bunch of pictures which the Chinese say with their heavily accented German – Fotos Zusammen! Photos together!

The bus trip went rather quickly as I anxiously looked out the window and watched the endless French farmland pass by as we neared our destination in The City of Lights.

1 comment:

  1. The ladies on your bus sound like me, your Mom, Holly and Jean ;)

    Maria K.

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