11th October, 2013 – 2
Paris icons and the start of the long trip home.
After our last hotel breakfast for
the trip, we checked out of the hotel but had our luggage put into the store
room while we went out for the day. By now we have the transport system pretty
well sorted out, but the Metro stations in Paris often have multiple entrances
with few or no connections in between – we went into one we hadn’t used before
and found that they didn’t have a ticket window or machines to buy tickets! Up
to ground level again, couldn’t see another entrance, went into a shop and
asked the shop assistant where to buy tickets. We could make ourselves
understood but couldn’t make head or tail of her response! Another shopper took
pity on us and explained in (mostly) fluent English where to find another Metro
entrance, where we could buy tickets. She didn’t know the word for traffic
lights - told us we had to walk to the thing that is red and green, which
baffled us briefly!
We found ourselves at a different
entrance to the same station, but the stations are often so close together that
it could just as easily have been a different station, on a different line, and
we would have had to re-plan our route. Overall though, the train system is
very clearly marked and easy to use. We never really had to change trains more
than once to get where we needed to go, and we never had to wait more than 3
minutes for a Metro train and they generally go pretty fast. In fact, probably
the most time-consuming part seems to be when you do have to change trains,
having to walk quite long distances (usually underground, not always) between
platforms.
Anyway, we found ourselves in a
bit of a rush after that, but still made it in time. We had a big plan for this
morning – we were doing the Eiffel Tower!
We booked our tickets months ago
over the internet. With a bit of planning, we were on line at the exact time
that bookings opened for today’s tickets, and managed to get the highly coveted
tickets to go right to the top level! Although it still would have been worth
booking on line even if we’d missed out on tickets to the top, because the
queues at the Eiffel Tower ticket windows were huge, and we just went straight
through a separate entry for pre-booked tickets with no queue at all. By the
way, we had tickets for 9:30, which is the earliest available time, and a lot
of people must be late (trying to work out where to get their train tickets
perhaps) because there were not many people going up to the top level at all at
that time. It was getting much more crowded by the time we left.

To get to the top, you take a lift
that goes diagonally, rather than straight up, to begin. Quite similar to the
funicular we went on yesterday, really. This goes about half way and then you
change to a regular lift to get to the very top. It was a bit scary going all
that way up but it was worth it! At the top, there is a room with windows all
around the way around and the lift in the middle. There is then a short flight
of stairs to a top deck which has wire mesh rather than windows, so it is open
to the weather. It’s a bit scary but well protected – you can’t lean out over
the edge or anything – and the views are just incredible.
Just the views of the tower itself
from the different levels and from the lifts are worth a look.
The weather was grey but not
actually raining while we were up there – it would be even more spectacular on
a clear day.
(Yes, those are people walking up the stairs. Not to the top level, you can only go about half way by foot).
Back down to earth and under, to
the railway station – the same one we arrived at for the Eiffel Tower, but a
completely different part. It’s strange to walk so far underground from one
part of the station to another, and quite baffling since the stations are so
close together. There are 4 stations within a short walk of our hotel, so how
can it possibly be so far to walk around the 1 station?
This time we were catching a RER
train, not the Metro – these go overland, outside the immediate city area.
After only 25 minutes or so, we were in Versailles, home to the palace which
housed the French monarchy from the 17th Century until the French
Revolution. Amazing place, it really sets a new standard for over-the-top
luxury. You can see why the revolution happened; building yourself a place like
this is really no way to behave!
It was sunny but with rain on the
way when we arrived, and the gold on the buildings was lit up in the sunlight
with black clouds behind... spectacular.
When you enter, you see long,
empty rooms with columns and statues. (It was much, much busier and more
crowded than these photos make it look – some of these rooms were roped off).
We moved through to the royal
apartments – this is where it gets really lavish.
The Hall of Mirrors – well, it’s a
hall, and there are mirrors. Also chandeliers. It’s all quite magnificent.
Going through room after room of
gilded splendour becomes overwhelming after a while, and we felt ready to go
out to explore the gardens. It had been raining heavily while we were inside
and there was still a bit of drizzle as we strolled around. The gardens are
huge, and it was already well after lunch time so we didn’t plan to stay long.
We ambled along paths and lawns, through avenues of trees and past lakes and
fountains.
Just as the rain started back up
in earnest, we noticed a small restaurant tucked away in a shady grove. There
was outdoor seating with rain covers, and the food was reasonably priced, so we
stopped for lunch. And wow, what a lunch! If you are ever at Versailles, find
the Brasserie de la Girandole, and see if the duck confit is on the daily
specials blackboard.
By the time we’d finished, so had
the rain. That worked well! So, back through the gardens, out of the palace and
we were soon on the train back to Paris. Then, sadly, it was time to collect
our bags and head to the airport. Now there is nothing to do but hang around
airports and planes for the next day and a half!