While on the road to Paris, we said “au revoir” to Versailles and made a promise to explore King Louis’s palace more thoroughly the next time we were ever in France. We then finished the last leg of our trip and dropped our friend off at her hotel when we made it to Pareee!Afterwards we went in search of a gas station to fill Miss Audi’s tank (that’s what Charles was calling her) before we dropped her back off at the airport. This was by far one of the most interesting experiences ever – the act of doing something so simple as pumping gas in a different country. We weren’t quite sure how everything worked when we pulled up since the directions were in French. Did we pay first inside the station’s store? What type of gas did the Audi take? How does the pump handle work? We figured it out eventually… Charles may have spilled some gas on him in the process tho.
^^ These are just a few of the many photos Charles asked me to take of him with our Audi before we dropped it off at the airport (it’s always rare when he actually asks me to take his photos haha). He still has the photos saved on his phone and looks at them every now and again to reminisce on the “good times”. I swear, the man looooves his cars.After dropping the Audi off at the airport, Jason to pick us up and we headed to Clem’s parents house where we stayed for the remainder of our time in Paris… Which is where today’s post comes to an end.
Despite the fact that I’ve never owned a car and have always used public transportation because I’ve only lived in urban areas (don’t worry, I do have a license and can drive if need be), I must admit that having a car made it sooo much easier to get around and see more of France within the limited time we had to explore. It’s also super convenient that the French drive on the same side of the road as we do in America = score!
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