Saturday morning, time to head to Gare de Lyon.

Overpack much?

A couple years ago, I was on a train in France and my bear bud was a jerk.  He stuck me in the back seat mesh.

This time PoOn thoughtfully booked me a seat.  My very own bought and paid for seat!

I was feeling pretty good about it all until Eric came and sat on me.

THAT, wasn’t really a great feeling.  Being sat on, that is.

But they made it up to me by bribing me with cookies.  Then I got to sit on Eric’s lap.  I’m not happy about being sat on but I’ll overlook it for getting my own proper seat this time.