Some brief notes on the first few days of our trip.
We boarded our flight from Melbourne to Bangkok. Orderly and sedate.
However, when we boarded the A380 in Bangkok to go to Paris it was chaotic to say the least. The announcements couldn’t be heard. And everybody was milling around the entry points. All airlines seem to following Ryan air’s cattle class example.
On our way to Paris we flew between Kiev and Moscow. The place names below looked like elements of a Gogol short story.
The trip has been like a 24 hour night. The sun has been chasing us around the globe but we have just been ahead of it. As we approach Paris it is starting to catch up.
We travelled south from Paris Charles de Gaulle airport on the TGV. The speed clocks over 300kph on many stretches. It is quite an amazing sensation. Now let’s speed up the Geelong Melbourne railway line. The last party of the journey from Bayonne to St Jean Pied de Port was on a sedate diesel train winding through the hills.
St Jean PdP is a beautiful town in the foothills of the Pyrenees. The houses have a Swiss/French flavour to them. We attended a Catholic service in the Basque language. The printed order of service our smattering of French and the iPad kept us in the loop. We were concerned that there were no young people in the service but when we walked past later there was a quite a group of young people for another service.
Today we plan to cross the Pyrenees … by bus.