Woke up nice and early and had a traditional Czech Breaky, before Honza picked us up at midday. Now it was time to go and say hello to the rest of Zuz's family. This was a fairly relaxing day, with some wonderful food thrown in as well. Nice big lunch and dinner. We also had to shop for our trip to Paris with Jana and Honza, so off to the Supermarket we went. Definitely put the Super in market. It was quite large. As we were planing on leaving at 2 in the morning an early afternoon slash night was called for.
Up at 1:30am and today was going to make any of my previous trek van days look like a trip to the local supermarket. Our destination was Paris. All of 3 countries away. On the freeway and go west was the call. We passed the G.P track at Brno, cruised around the outskirts of Prague under a full moon and off to the border. Then like that we were in Germany. We kept driving and before we knew it we were at Nuremberg. Time for a driver change. Now it was time for Zuz to burn up the Tarmac. The funny thing was that I seemed to have more leg room in the back of the car. We drove past Hokenheim as well. It would have been nice to stop at a few of these circuits and take a car for belt around them.
We hit France at about 11:00am and Honza sat back in the captains seat. As the highway to Paris is a fairly hefty toll way a decision was made to go the "Freeway". We got to see a fair bit of the country side of France. The little villages and rural areas. Very distinguishable for Germany where everything seemed to be so neat and tidy where everything seemed to have its little place in life. As it took us near on 4 hours to do 200km due to these cute towns and lots of slow going roundabouts it was deemed the "tollway" would suit our purposes a little better. In the end, after driving through the middle of Paris we found our hotel at 7:30. As you could imagine after spending 22 odd hours in a plane then 17 performing contortionism in a car I was pretty much travelled out.
Next drama was to find a spot for the car to sleep. To cut a long story short let me just say that we finally had a win and arrived for dinner at 11:00pm. Not that this is a strange thing in Paris. There was a candle on the table so what other way to end the day.