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After getting to the right hotel, we checked in (early, I might add - another sign that the French's reputation might not be deserved), and then found out that actually we were one stop away from Disneyland using the overland train. Awesome.

We negotiated the use of the automated ticketing system, and found our way back to Disneyland in order to catch up with the others. Once there, and having located our mates, we left it to the boys to figure out what kind of train ticket we were going to need. After all, the rest of us being mere females, we couldn't have read the map or thought for ourselves!!!

That put us on the train into Paris, relying on Matt to tell us where to get off (sometimes a dangerous thing, to rely on Matt, but our tour guide was awesome). We got off at Charles de Gaulle, and realised that the metro trains, the equivalent of the tube, actually run on rubber tyres. Strange but true! I did take photos, but none of them have turned out clearly.

From there we came back up to ground level, just across the road from the Eiffel Tower. It was another 'wow' moment; one where I realised that I truly am living in Europe, and it's not all some kind of weird extended dream. We took about a bazillion photos - luckily Matt and Mil were patient with us tourists! They had been there before, which is why we were relying on them.

We didn't end up going up the Tower, as there was a huge queue, and with only a couple of hours in Paris, we wanted to see as many sites as we could.