Mom: "How is everyone? Did you finally make it?"
Jen: " Yes. Tonight. Eiffel Tower on a beautiful night right after we dropped our luggage at the hotel. (4 miles round trip). Next morning ran to the Arc de Triomphe, climbed all 286 steps to the top. Ran to a train, rode to Versailles, biked all over and even out to the temple--which made us late. We had a panic/comedy/pee your pants sprint. The train back gave us seconds to spare. We RAN 3/4 of mile- not kidding- across Paris in front of the Louvre to get our luggage at the hotel. Then RAN with all our huge suitcases thru Paris to the tram. Up and down stairs, tickets to get thru gates, hauling the stroller and all our suitcases. Jumped on but it was so crowded that we couldn't fit with our suitcases. Panic because Matt didn't make it. Joe pulled the doors open, Julie's screaming, Matt squeezes in. People are staring. We are DRIPPING with sweat. Jump off then and sprint to the train station across town. More stairs and tickets and strollers and luggage. We get to the train station and the train to basel departs in 4 minutes. We jump on. Wrong cabins. Have to trade. Put our luggage on the train full of quiet Swiss and French people. Find our seats and start profusely seating. I mean we are soaked. But we made it.
Got to Basel around midnight and were up early today to go to Lucerne. We were a tad late so more stress and running. hahah! We made the boat. Just in time to get the cogwheel tram, barely in time to run- again- to make the toboggan ride. Not kidding one bit. had to hurry to catch the tram, got off at the wrong exit, had to jump back on, catch a bus and get to dinner reservations. We had a yummy dinner. Tomorrow we run again!"
Looking at the pictures you would never guess... sounds horrific, but surprisingly, we were having the time of our lives.
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