On the train

Finally made it out of Chicago and to Paris. I'm trying to remember my manners by saying "parle vous anglais?" and "merci" a lot. The French people either think it's funny or just boring so I'm not so worried about it anymore.

I'm not lying when I say I jumped onto the train as it was leaving (yes, moving out of) the CDG station, with my baggage thrown in after me. For a minute I felt like it couldn't be the right train, but the conductor guy punched it so it must be legit. We shall see, I suppose.

You can tell from the telephone pole picture that we are zooming along quite fast. I wish I could get a better view of the countryside for you guys--it's definitely not American, but in a good way.

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