I started researching online and realised that Beauvais was actually an hour and a half outside of Paris. There were two ways to get there: either get a train to Beauvais and then the shuttle bus, or get a train to Paris and then a bus from one of the metro stops. Either way a massive mare. Anyway I ended up leaving my flat at 7am to get the tram to the station to get a train to Paris, got a tram across Paris to then get a train to Beauvais and then the shuttle to the airport. All was going so well and I had arrived at Beauvais three hours before my flight.
Beavais airport is only used for cheap flights (it works out more expensive with all the bloody traveling though) and there is nothing there except a newsagent and a really expensive café. Anyway, an hour into my wait my flight was delayed by two hours due to snow in Sweden. Then it was delayed 3 hours. Then four hours. It was horrible! After numerous teary phonecalls to my Mum we were eventually rushed on to the flight at quarter to midnight instead of 3.15pm. It was fair to say I was fed up and exhausted and the flight made things worse as the bad weather made the flight really turbulent. The sodding air steward guy made it even worse when he figured out I was British and made the mistake of saying "Well at least you are here, if this was the UK they wouldn't have even bothered flying." Grrrrr literally nearly walloped him. DO NOT MESS WITH ME AFTER SUCH A STRESSFUL DAY.
After waiting around in the airport the otherside for the first train at 5am and managing to somehow get into the centre I eventually got to the hotel at 7am but not before having to trudge through a foot of snow for about half an hour. Once I was there however, all was forgotten and it was so lovely to finally see Rose and a bed! We both slept for a few hours and got up at midday to go exploring.
We wrapped up in our layers and went to the hotel reception to ask how we got into Sweden only to find out that there was no transport running in to Stockholm whatsoever. Good one! Serves our right for trying to be so damn adventurous. We went for a wander (with soaking wet feet) anyway and found a pizza bar (sorted) and a super market so bought supplies for what turned out to be a quiet girly night in.
The next day the transport was running again so we managed to get to the train station and get some tickets. We took the train the wrong way for ten minutes then figured it out and got into the centre looking like the stupid tourists we were. Maps at the ready and with Rose's camera safely attached to her button hole (cool?) we decided to take a city sightseeing tour so we could fit everything in. It was such a beautiful city! And there was so much snow! People were skiing down the street as if it was the most normal thing ever- so bizarre! Also found out H&M is Swedish and they are very proud of that as there were about 5 on each street.
The snow didn't hinder us anymore as we had lined our shoes with bin bags (clever girls). However I did fall over a few too many times! I thought it was really clever to try and jump in some untouched snow, but the snow beneath my feet was so slippy that i ended up just face planting- very classy. After a long day of sight seeing, coffees and shopping around the beautiful city we went back to the hotel for dinner and caught a few hours sleep before I had to leave again at 5.30 am. MAAARE!
Although it was really expensive and such a nightmare to get there and back I had such a lovely time and it was so lovely to catch up with the beautiful Roz. Nothing had changed at all and it was as if we had just seen eachother yesterday.
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