It was a sea port. It smelled like fish. My bud loved that. I made fun of him.
We walked around and got back on the boat. Move along.
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And then the wedding was over and we were leaving
Time to head onwards to London! The morning of, we bid everyone goodbye, and Pokin promptly forgot half her suitcase worth of stuff behind. We failed at finding a gas station but succeeded in getting on a train from Avignon to Paris en route to London. Not that we actually made it to London though. Unfortunately our flights were cancelled for missing the original outbound and we were met with an error message when we tried to check in to our Air France flight.
One unfortunately drawback of the villa was that it was without internet, so Pokin and Nicholas were unable to find alternate arrangements before this moment.
So it was that we found ourselves in Paris at 5pm trying to find a way to London. The two cities look so close on the map! You figure that would be easy!
Well unfortunately flights were now $500+ a person. At least there’s the train!
Somehow nobody told the trains that they were actually an inferior method of travel and thus ought to be priced more affordably. Because it turns out tickets for travel by train the day of were also about $500 a person. Well at least we could take the bus!
We looked up information about the bus and found out there was a station about a 20 minute walk away. So we hauled suitcases towards the bus station only to find out that it would be a 9-hour bus ride. Oh and also they were sold out for that day.
Well great.
Lucky for us there was still a midnight bus available. So we had the pleasure of paying more and sitting in Paris until midnight to catch this bus.
But a midnight bus meant we missed our check in time for the London hotel. I see a trend.
The Wedding
Wedding day started out raining. I looked out the window and I decided I was going back to bed. Evidently Eric thought the same thing. So the groom and the bear slept in till noon while the bridesmaids lounged around and had croissants.
The weather got better around the time I decided to get up, what smart planning! So I put on my outfit and watched the brides get ready.
Then I handed myself and the camera to Cousin Anthony. During the actual wedding I made it a point to photo-bomb every appearance of everyone.
It was great. I even took the time to use the photo booth with my bud.
As far as I was concerned it was a great event. I think the bride and groom thought so too. So on that note, Congrats to Eric and PoOn!
From Paris to Uzes
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.
I’m on a bus
And then, just like that our France trip was over and one morning I found myself on a bus shuttle headed for the Marseille airport.
I decided I wanted the window seat.
So I took it.
At least Nicholas still had the privilege of sitting beside me. Plus I reminded myself about the train incident. I deserved the window seat this time.
I’m on a train
After staying in the Uzes country side we made our way to Marseille.
I was excited to go on my first european train ride.
I thought I’d be writing all about the scenic country side and how Nicholas and I were bonding over our travels together.
Instead I’m writing to say that Nicholas stuck me in a net.
That’s right. My supposed best bear bud stuck me in a net for our first-ever-train-ride-together-in-europe.
There will be payback.
Uzes life
After my near brush with death, I found myself in a country home in Uzes.
Since I couldn’t get wifi in my room for gaming, I was forced instead to climb bushes, drink hot chocolate and sit by the pool. I guess that’s not such a hard life.
In an olive bush:
Sipping hot chocolate:
Chill-laxing by the pool:
Highway of near death
This one time Nicholas almost tried to kill me.
There I was, with my best bear bud and a car full of other humans driving from Thonon to Uzes across the country of France.
I was being a responsible bear and I buckled in. But there we were, in the middle of nowhere at 3:00am in the morning when the car blew out a tire.
I just tried to pretend like it didn’t happen and tried to go back to sleep but you must understand a bumpy road with a blown tire is very uncomfortable for a small bear like me.
If it had happened when we were still actually on the highway like we were the previous 5 hours of the journey I wouldn’t be writing this post but thankfully we had just gotten off the highway and so it just meant we ruined the car driving metal on gravel the rest of the way to our destination.
So instead I get to write about the time Nicholas almost killed me.
Layovers in Munich
Sometimes, I have to deal with layovers. Like this one in Munich.
Well I had nothing better to do since they didn’t have wifi for gaming so I took Nicholas’ boarding pass.
Serves him right for not getting me my own seat on the plane.
