The Trip From Hell

PARIS TO VALENCIA
So apparently I booked my train ticket too late and couldn´t get a direct from Paris to Barcelona. I blame the website, which was malfunctioning, but the good news is I saved about 30 bucks. The bad news is I wouldn´t wish that trip on the worst of my enemies. I left Carolyn´s apt around 8:30 pm to metro to the train station. I caught the overnight from Paris to ´la tour de carol´ in the southwest most point of France. I then waited two and a half hours for the train to Barcelona. Little did I know that the train only took me to the border (which I probably could have walked in half the time) where I was then bused to a new train station. I get on the next train which is a commuter rail that turns into a metro. Some minor miracle occured where I happened to get off at the exact right spot as the barcelona train station. I´m so exhausted I book my ticket to Valencia but forget to ask for the youth discount (which is under 25). I arrive in Valencia around 7:30 pm, making it a 23 hour trek. Im ready for bed.

One side note, if you´ve never riden an overnight train its something you should do once in your life, and NEVER DO AGAIN. There were six of us: a couple, two single males,a dog, myself, and an empty bed in a box about half the size of a dorm room. Between the beds being too small, the lights being left on, and the woman coughing, there was little room for sleep. It builds character I guess.