The Difference Between Tokyo and Paris (1)

I flew from Berlin directly to Paris because my boss sold me to a Paris client for 3 days. Not really keen to go but I figure it is a good chance for me to meet up more people in this fields and make connection, I duly obliged and packed up my bag, heading toward the airport.

Everything is fine, the airplane departed on time, I worked out the RER route to go to the center of Paris, I event figured how to get to the client from the train station. I then waited for my bag in the conveyor belt, I started to have a very bad feelings when everyone had left with their bags. Shit, that's not true, I was forced to check in my bag because of the damned contact lense solution, otherwise I could have take it as handcarry.

I had had a very bad start of my trip, I missed my train from Amsterdam to Berlin on Friday night because I didn't realise the train is actually leaving form Amsterfoot (hey, the train ticket says from Amsterdam to Berlin, I thought it is departing from the Amsterdam Centraal station like every medium size city). Panicking, oh well, if a problem can be solved by money, it is not a problem at all. I closed my eyes and paid for the full fare train ticket to Berlin, departing 2 hours later. I started to become very agitated and nervous with the rest of my traveling schedule...

Anyhow, the chatty, attractive French man behind the lost baggage claim counter helped me fill out the missing form, assuring me that I will have my bag back (is that real so? I am leaving in the evening in 3 days). He said positively, you will be ok, and can I take you out for coffee while you are in Paris? I said, yeah, after you found my bag, everything is ok.

Really worried about getting to the client side on time, I jumped onto the train and heading toward central paris.