Missing the train, in Paris

For reason unbeknown to me (a.k.a. lazy, senile, ..), my train from Paris to Frankfurt departs at 5:10 from Gare de L’Est but I remembered it at 5:30pm and didn’t confirm it in the morning. I had no agenda that day except lingered at the Louvre n saw a rat. I found a seat at food court near an outlet and began to charge my iPhone. And to WeChat. My bad habit cutting too close to any event had finally caught up with me. When I took the Metro and arrived at Gare de L’Est I didn’t see any ‘Frankfurt’ on the board. With a sinking heart I ran around and was finally told by a train man that my train had gone.

Long Gone.

Defeated and deflated I went to buy the ticket for the next train which is two hours later and first class only at €210 – the French said my ticket was an internet purchase from the Bahn, so they couldn’t do a thing. With little time on hand I shopped at a shoe store then food mart and spent my last few euro on food only to find out that first class ticket came with dinner n wine (one glass only). When I asked for the second glass the man said, one refill only.

 

 

The first stop is Forbach. Two police came on board. Then Saarbruecken. The 3rd is Kaiserslautern, fourth Mannheim. After Mannheim the train is pulled from the end so my seat (was backward since Paris) is facing forward. The two bathrooms, one soap dispenser is broken and one is empty.


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