For our weekend get-away to Paris, we had decided to go by train when the Deutsche Bahn (DB) had one-way tickets for just euro 39.
We were really glad to have chosen Paris by train and not Mallorca by plane (we had briefly considered it), because the day of our departure, Frankfurt Airport was on strike all day.
We boarded the S-Bahn from our newly rebuilt train station in Oberursel to the Hauptbahnhof (21 minutes).
I enjoyed a few minutes under blue skies near the Frankfurt Hauptbahnhof exit, while my husband was across the street trying to locate a machine to charge his mobile phone. We could not find a place within the train station.
It is quite an adventure to travel by TGV (French: Train à Grande Vitesse, high-speed train). At times, it almost feels like you’re on a flight. Also, once you get onto French soil, the speed really picks up. When other trains pass, your ears pop afterwards. The train conductor makes announcements like any captain on an aircraft would do.
And yes, after four hours of high-speed traveling, your legs might buckle a bit when you get off the train.
Then it was off by car, with a little tour through the red-light district Pigalle.
Here is my favorite photo, which captures the spirit of Quartier Pigalle on a Friday night.
We finished off the evening with a bottle of wine at my brother-in-law’s home in Suresnes. Paris, here we are!