To Paris

We got up at 3:30 am, yes AM, to catch our 5:40 am Eurostar to Paris. The streets of London were dark and empty, as was St. Pancras when we arrived. The only other folks there were clearly on the same train, but they had obviously gotten there even earlier and staged a zombie-like takeover of the Starbucks (the only place open in the station). Truly, they were sleeping, heads down, blankets on, on tables in an empty, modern-y, glass-y train station in one of the world's busiest cities. It was like a scene from Contagion. So, of course, my children mocked them. This tree is lovely ... and huge ... and it also gives a sense of how empty this vast train station was. Traveling by Eurostar was awesome! I wish plane travel worked this easily and was this civilized. We had our massive Starbucks cups and bag-o-breakfast and (wait for it) took them through security ! Seriously, they even had cup holders so that the drinks wouldn'...