We debated about this a lot (carbon emissions, fuel costs, finding parking etc.) but after realizing that back-packing (or hauling bags) around Europe is really more of a romantic, sometimes limiting, and more expensive notion …
We landed at the Charles De Gaulle airport in the early afternoon - wide-eyed, frisky, marvelled, relieved for cooler weather, and ready for another adventure. Hopping onto the RER, we made our way towards the city. While gazing out the window and hoping for signs of an early spring, we were suddenly serenaded by French accordion music from down the train car. It was at that moment that we really knew we were in Paris.