My journey towards the City of Lights Paris wasnt a smooth sailing one. The 10hrs train ride means lots of transfer and changes along the way.
Our first stopover, we were searching for the next train platform, asked the conductor where was it and he started jibbering off in French in which none of us understand. Thank goodness there was a kind soul who translated it to us. " Train drivers are on strike, no train"
Both of us looked at each other and went "WHAT?!" yeah, that's right they're on strike, so the train which was suppose to take us to the next station isnt gonna move until they increase their pay. gosh stranded in god knows where. i didnt even know if we've crossed the border already. luckily there was a bus to the next station. *phew
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