Today I woke up and it was raining. Really raining, not San Diego raining. We decided, therefore, not to go to Notre Dame and take pictures, but to go to the Musee D'Orsay, which I think I would really enjoy because my favorite type of art is Impressionism, and that's what the Musee D'Orsay is all about. Unfortunately, we were well and truly SOAKED by the time we got to the museum, only to find a truly massive line. We decided to head back to the hostel and hope that we got there before lockout. It was really pouring, and we barely managed to get into our room 10 minutes before lockout, with her grouchy "well, you can't stay in there!" ringing in our ears. We changed out of our wet clothes and got snacks and went to try to occupy ourselves until we could get back in our room. Later we got some soup and bread, then saw some clearish sky and went to make sure we know how to get to our hostel tomorrow morning, discovering that there was an internet cafe right next to it.
I checked the weather for the next 10 days or so in each place we're going and the outlook is not good. It's supposed to be at least cloudy and at least have a chance of rain in Lauterbrunnen, Munich and Venice. Blech.
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