I asked a policeman where I
could park - anyplace where you see the "P" for Parking.
I parked the car in a designated Parking zone and they "booted" the wheel of the car and charged me $70 to get the car back.
This is the kind of experience you would expect in a third world Banana Republic!
Good-bye Amsterdam & The
Netherlands - never to return again!
Hello Paris - but first we had to get there.
It was about 1 hour back to the Belgium border, another two hours through Antwerp and Brussels to the border of France. Three customs officials waved us by - again no passport stamp - and we continued along a well maintained expressway. Typical speeds on French super highways go from 80 - 110 MPH. The "B'mers" & "Benz's" had a responsibility to pass everyone. Slower drivers stay right, fast drivers take the left lanes (Hello Florida - are you listening?). Our diesel powered 5 speed Mondeo kept up at 130 - 150 kilometers per hour or about 80 - 93 MPH.
We stopped to eat dinner and had some difficulty with the route signs but we did well otherwise. We were unable to find vacancy in a hotel on the east side of Paris so we decided to drive through Paris at night and get a room near Versailles, southwest of Paris.