7th June
When we woke up the next day with the sun shining brightly through the blinds, I muttered under my breath 😜😅 This weather could have been yesterday 😠😫😭
Anyways, we found that the front seats of our coach had been occupied again, and this time our dear co-passenger refused to give up his seat inspite of our Tour Manager's requests. So our Tour Manager gave up his own seat and some other good people shifted back to make space for him. He announced it in the bus that since we have a special child with us, could everyone kindly leave the first seats for him and his dad on one side as he would not be able to have any front view which others could have by standing.
When we arrived at the border of U.K. towards France, we had to clear our Immigration. And here it was very kind and thoughtful of an official to come up to our bus and get it done for Vineet and our family without having to go into the building which was some way off.That was really really sweet of them! 😊☺
Anyways we moved towards the Eurotunnel. Oh and another thing! This morning Papa had an idea- he suggested we put 2 diapers one on top of other, so when one got soiled, we would simply remove it and there would be no hassle to put on the second one as we realised there were no changing beds in disabled toilets. It WORKED! 😃 Wherever we stopped for lunch we changed him - it became a routine for the next few days ☺
In the evening when we were checked into our hotel on the outskirts of Paris, we realised that even the lifts were of so small in size that only Vinisha could squeeze into it along with Vineet in his wheelchair. The rooms were also not wheelchair-accomodating, although I realised afterwards that maybe there were, but not available for us... So if you are planning for a similar trip as us, please do ask your Tour manager for a ground floor room or a specially-adapted room for people on a wheelchair. We got one only in Switzerland.
When we woke up the next day with the sun shining brightly through the blinds, I muttered under my breath 😜😅 This weather could have been yesterday 😠😫😭
Anyways, we found that the front seats of our coach had been occupied again, and this time our dear co-passenger refused to give up his seat inspite of our Tour Manager's requests. So our Tour Manager gave up his own seat and some other good people shifted back to make space for him. He announced it in the bus that since we have a special child with us, could everyone kindly leave the first seats for him and his dad on one side as he would not be able to have any front view which others could have by standing.
Anyways we moved towards the Eurotunnel. Oh and another thing! This morning Papa had an idea- he suggested we put 2 diapers one on top of other, so when one got soiled, we would simply remove it and there would be no hassle to put on the second one as we realised there were no changing beds in disabled toilets. It WORKED! 😃 Wherever we stopped for lunch we changed him - it became a routine for the next few days ☺
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| Into the Eurotunnel (From U.K. to France side) |
In the evening when we were checked into our hotel on the outskirts of Paris, we realised that even the lifts were of so small in size that only Vinisha could squeeze into it along with Vineet in his wheelchair. The rooms were also not wheelchair-accomodating, although I realised afterwards that maybe there were, but not available for us... So if you are planning for a similar trip as us, please do ask your Tour manager for a ground floor room or a specially-adapted room for people on a wheelchair. We got one only in Switzerland.
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