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It all started when we arrived at the airport. We got into line. The economy one. But our tickets were First Class. The staff spotted our documents, pulled us from line and escorted us to a private vestibule and Business Class Section. The first class staff greeted us with welcome nods. (They of course DID NOT say, "You didn't have to wait with that other scum!" but you knew they wanted to.) After we checked in, (As we arrived 3 hours early) they asked, "Would you like to go to the Maple Leaf Lounge." I responded, "What would that be?" She replied, "For first / business class passengers only." I said, "Of course." (What am I? An idiot.) It was amazing.
It was an open bar. ALL FREE and COMPLETELY SELF SERVE. I even checked with the staff to be sure. I asked, "So I can just pour a drink... No questions asked." The lady queried, "First time here?" I replied. "Of course not. I just wanted to make sure the policies were still the same since I was last here." So, I poured a Baileys on ice. Darby poured a beer. His beer had a bit of head on it. So, he got another one. (He was reluctant at first, as it was a beer and all, and it seemed sacrilegious to dispose of the first... But again... it was free.) Trust me. If we knew about this lounge, we would have arrived at the airport a week early. And we hadn't even left Canada yet. After a couple of hours, we went to our plane. We sat down, and the crew brought us another drink. WE WERE STILL BOARDING. The crew said, "This drink is to relax while the rest of the passengers (She winked as to communicate secretly, "The rest of the economy ‘cattle’...) board."
Now on to the trip..
We arrived in Munich Germany the next morning and caught the train to Tegressee, where the first hotel was. The Dorint. We went up to our suite and opened the door to this HUGE room. Full bathroom, private stalls… and ONE KING SIZED BED
Well, I checked with reception. This was our booked room and they had no vacancies.
I looked at Darby and said, "You are so lucky we are such good friends.”
Darby said, "You know they think we're gay. Should I call you honey to maintain the facade?"
I said "You certainly will NOT...."
He almost got the floor with that statement.
But none-the-less, it was a great hotel.
Now after Germany, we boarded a train to Zurich Switzerland. Now let me tell you… Euro-passes are amazing. If I ever visit Europe for a length of time again, I intend to get one of these. Just show up at the train station and go anywhere. So, we took the train to Switzerland. When I arrived, I tried to open a ‘souvenir’ Swiss Bank Account, I was told, not without 100,000 Swiss Francs. (About the same Canadian.) I asked if they would accept a cheque.
She responded. “Will it clear?”
I was honest. I replied. “No.”
Seems they take their bank accounts seriously and are not considered souvenir items.
Oh well. We spent the night there at the Swiss hotel the Park Inn.
The next morning. Breakfast in Switzerland... Dinner in Italy. We took the train to Milan. Again, more touring, more shopping. We had real Italian pizza. It was excellent.
The next morning. Breakfast in Italy. Dinner in France. We stayed three nights in Paris at the Holiday Inn. Now the hilarious part was I woke up one night and Darby was watching TV. He looked at me, a glint in his eye and says, "Tomorrow… I MAY owe you 12 Euros." Why? Then it dawned on me. 12 Euros was the charge for the porn channel. I went back to sleep. The next morning, Darby woke me up and said, "Yep. I owe you 12 Euros." Just the impression I wanted to leave, in my first visit to Paris France.” PORN ON THE HOTEL BILL WITH MY NAME.
Now Paris was great. We went to Champ Elysées, the Eiffel Tower, Notre-Dame Cathedral, the Louvre (Only the outside. We wanted to go in, but in our time frame, we did not think we could really enjoy the Louvre.) Then the Paris Hard Rock Cafe. I got my pins here for my collection.
The waiter in Hard Rock asked us, "So how long are you in Paris?"
We told him. ‘A few nights.’
When we told him we were from Canada, he was dumbstruck.
He actually asked, "So you just popped in the jet to come to France from Canada for a weekend?"
He actually thought were rich eccentric Canadians.
Of course, we quickly answered, "No. We don't waste the jet for that." (I mean, if we are going to lie, Lie well.)
Then, the next day, I went to Euro-Disney. Now Darby was not as excited as I was to go to Disney, but man, I told him, I AM GOING TO DISNEY. It was awesome. Mind you, Darby caught me off guard. When I picked up something to buy their store, he said, "You know. I have a lighter… It's faster if I just burn your money..." He was forbidden to talk about Disney at that point. At the end of the day, Darby warmed to Disney. I told him, I will be 80 and still be going to Disney. I am a child AND will never grow up. Like Peter Pan.
The next day, we were on the end run back to Germany. Breakfast in France, dinner in Cologne Germany. We checked into the Jolly Media Hotel. (Pretty good hotel I must say.). I found my second Hard Rock of the trip in Cologne. My collection was doing well. We toured, shopped and had fun.
The next day, the day before departure, we took the train back to Munich Germany. I found my third and final HARD ROCK in Munich. We spent the night at the Best Western.
We left Munich the next morning. We flew back to Canada, very pleased with everything.
Five countries in ten days.
All first class.
What an AMAZING TRIP.
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