On Paris and night trains

Bon jour!

We are safely in Paris, although it was a disaster getting here; the disaster is not quite over yet, either. There was a bit of confusion about our reservation at our hotel-hostel thing, but we're working it out. The Hipotel Atlanta, or something like that, is in Chinatown and run by this crazy French Chinese lady who spoke almost no English but somehow understood everything we were saying to her. Our six nights there should be interesting. This is our longest stay anywhere; it's exciting, but also kind of sad that six days feels like an eternity because we haven't been in one place more than three or four days in weeks. Once we get some sleep we will be in fine form, I think.

Sleep is not something we have had a lot of recently. We had to take a 5:26 train to Munich two days ago, so we were up at 4 am! Anyone who knows how much of a morning person I am not might be surprised to hear that I actually enjoyed it quite a bit and was wide awake. Last night was not quite as nice; we took a night train to Paris, leaving Munich at 9 pm and arriving in Paris just before 7. We booked our tickets only a few days ago, so the beds were full. We ended up having two non-reclining seats across from each other--both the middle of three in a hot, airless compartment. Neither one of us slept much. I will be fine, as I'm much more used to not sleeping or eating regularly; it's harder for Sarah. (By the way, if you want a better idea of exactly what we are doing in more organized detail, check out Sarah's blog.) Anyway, we are glad to be here, regardless of how we arrived. We're going to have a relaxing day today--maybe even go to the cinema (it's discount day) as our brains are not quite functional enough to hit the museums just yet.

Love to all!