Evacuate! Evacuate!

My trip to Paris today was pretty uneventful at first. I’m a House O-Aide, which means that I get to completely redecorate my floor (sort of cool) and meet the first years early (super cool). Since our theme this year is going to be “European Café,” I volunteered to take pictures of real European cafés, as well as get some cool Parisian postcards to hang up on our floor. Mission accomplished on both counts.

The fun started when I went to take the train home. They have electronic monitors that tell you when the train is approaching. When the train started approaching, I stood up and noticed that the entire platform was almost empty except for a bunch of policemen who were herding the rest of the people off of it. They told us that in order to get on the train, we had to go to a different platform. However, the station isn’t organized by platforms – it’s organized by where the train is going. I had no idea where said platform was. And since I’m a man, I would NEVER ask for directions. By sheer chance, I managed to wander onto the right platform just as my train was pulling up. Sadly, I never found out why they evacuated my platform… crazy Frenchies.