VERSAILLES and Le Louvre

After another wicked French breakfast, and heaps of moans, we were met by our new, slighly inferior guide, Gerry(a woman), who took us to the outstanding Palace of Verailles. The gates were very shiny and golden(a running theme throughout Europe apparently). The Palace, famour for its grand hall of mirrors, was also the place where the treaty of Verailles was ratified in 1919(oooooohhh! makes sense). After the tour, in which we saw many illustriously decorated ceilings, and Images of its three king Louis', we explored the vast gardens and got sore feet.

We then went in town for lunch, and the Arc de Triomphe, we then moved on to the French war Museum which included the Tomb of Napoleon. For such a small dude, he's got one huge coffin. He rests in six of them, one inside the other.

Then on to the magnificent Louvre. We explored its vast halls, oogled at its vast paintings, and revilled in our vast appreciation, before finally, being evicted from the building at 11 pm, only after security staff found Callum and Oli still lingering around. Mrs lanyon would be so proud. Mr Drury and Mr Wyatt were on to the embassy to try to trace the whereabous of the missing twins. Luckily, no security guards were killed.

Were now getting kicked out of the internet cafe, everything will be updated tomorrow evening, Europan time. I'm off to sanitise my fingers, this keyboard is heinous.