A Day Wasted

Do you remember that i said last night that a car window was broken in the hotel parking lot? Well we were woken up this morning at 7am to a phone call from the front desk of the hotel, saying that OUR car was also broken into. So we (and by we I mean, my parents), went down to talk to the police. Then when the police had finished finger printing they had to go to the police station. There were 5 different families, who all had their cars smashed. We were luckier than the others. All we had stollen was the........M&Ms...dun dun duuun. (I guess the looters were hungry). Soo the guests asked the hotel to pay for a taxi to take them to the police station but the hotel said they could walk, very customer friendly, this hotel. Especially, considering that they could have prevented the robbery by calling the police last night when we asked them to. WE HATE THE HOTEL

So, once all of that was over we had to wait until after 5pm to get the glass fixed on the car so that we could drive. We had reservations in Strasbourg, France for the night, and were planning to spend the last day in Paris and leave for Strasbourg in the late afternoon. Instead, we spent the whole day dealing with the car. What really blew the fuse was that when we went to check out of the hotel, they actually had the nerve to charge us for an extra night because we didn't check out till after 12...did I mention that in the mornig they had told us that it was no problem to stay in the room until the car was fixed? Don't ever stay at the Richemont Hotel in Paris....they SUCK! However, it was pretty funny to watch my Bestamom loose it at the hotel desk girl when she charged us an extra nights stay. My Aunt and I were so uncomfortable that we just backed away from the desk and left the area....my Bestamom is scary when she is mad!

We headed back into Paris after we finally got the car window fixed at 5:30pm, to get our last Paris meal of street crepes....a final drink at a street cafe and then we were off on our VERY long drive to Strasburg. We didn't get there till 2AM ish. It was a rough day....but I guess it happens sometimes, and as my Aunt kept telling my Bestamom, "now we have an interesting anecdote from Paris to tell stories of at parties".