Eurostar and dinner in the room

Eurostar and dinner in the room
Paris, France

Paris, France


We left London behind as we made our way to beautiful Paris via train. Arriving at the Paris station was a harrowing experience, between the could-not-care-less ticket officer (who was very efficient, but didn’t explain…well, anything) and a (suspiciously!) friendly metro guide, who went on to pay for our ticket and then hurry us through the gates as if he had done something dodgy… Our broken and frankly awful French (a queer combination of ‘stayanised French words with a Japanese accent) managed to get us to the right area, with only a few false starts. Our hotel, Hotel Secret de Paris is boutique little place right near the Moulin Rouge. We walked into a purple clad reception area to a freshly squeezed orange juice before being whisked up to our room in a mirrored colour-lit lift. Our room for the night was the Eiffel Tower room (http://www.hotel-design-secret-de-pari s.com/en/design-hotel-secret-de-paris-r oom-eiffel.html). We decided it was best that we stay in for the night and have room service, as Ena had developed a nasty cold (worse than lady-flu!) just before our train this morning. I opted for the escargot and creme brûlée, while Ena dined on thyme-marinated lamb and gateau chocolat au noir.


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