Wargh! Again I think I am 2 months behind time, but I'm still going to finish the story about our summer vacation slowly. Hahaha.
Journey by train from Brussels to Paris Gare du Nord took approximately an hour. This time by Thalys train, not Eurostar. Since Papa booked a hotel near Gare de Lyon, we had to take Metro from Gare du Nord. It was easier if we stay near Gare de Lyon because we were going to board an early train to Geneva the next morning.
Our hotel was about 200 meters from the train station. A good spot to experience hectic environment in Paris. Since we had ample time at night, we decided to visit Eiffel Tower, for me the most popular tourist attraction in Paris.

Having instant noodle is the best way to save money on vacation.

Eiffel Tower during daytime.

I was about to climb the tower at first, but there were too many people queuing for the tickets, so I canceled my intention and hoping to get it next time.

Eiffel Tower at night.

We went back to our hotel late at night and we found some difficulties in purchasing Metro tickets when the ticket office was closed. The machine either accept coins or credit cards only. Haish!

Arriving at a Metro station near Gare de Lyon, my bag was opened by a bloody pickpocket. He pretended as he was buying tickets from machine when I look at him. There were too many people at that time. I nearly lost my DSLR camera, but thank God, it didn't happen.
On our way to the hotel, I saw a drunk man peeing on a bridge. Really drunk man. Hahaha.

London - Brussels

I'll continue with the unfinished story about my vacation with my parents during summer break. Quite busy nowaday since I'm undergoing my internship at Perodua Manufacturing in Rawang and looking for sponsors to run Nasheed Extravaganza in Sheffield next year.

From the city of London, we took Eurostar from St. Pancras International headed towards Brussels before reaching Paris, our destination. I was advised by my senior to see Brussels, the capital of Belgium. I thought Brussels is a lively city like Florence but it turned out to be the other way. Brussels was very quiet. We walked from train station to the Brussels main attractions, Grand Place and Manneken Pis.

Grand Place, Brussels

Since everything in Europe is expensive, mama came out with her plan to bring or own food from che su's house in London. Great saver. We had our lunch in Grand Place, Brussels before walking back to the train station again. We stopped near the Manneken Pis, a statue of a boy urinating into the fountain's basin. Bloody little rude boy.

Rude boy

On our journey to the train station, we meet a Malaysian with her husband from Netherlands. They are also on vacation in Brussels.

Malaysians in Brussels

We end our journey in Brussels with some hot chocolate at a coffee shop at the train station before boarded our train to Paris.

Thalys train to Paris

Sheffield-London

Mama and Papa stayed in Sheffield for just two days, in my 'spacious' room. We booked train tickets from Sheffield to London as travelling by train is fast and convenient. I took the easiest way to reach the train station; by taxi.

Mama and Papa in front of Sheffield train station.

This was my first arrival in London via King's Cross station. Before this, I only boarded East Midlands train and the arrival was in St. Pancras international train station. I realised that King's Cross and St. Pancras are two different station, eventhough they are situated just next to each other.

We chose to take London Underground to Che Su's house in Bayswater. On the way to Bayswater, Papa guided us to the previous Malaysian Hall, situated near Marble Arch and we took a picture there.

The old time Malaysian Hall.

Mama went to Argos, a very popular store in her mind I thought, to buy some food containers to be used in our new kitchen. Upon reaching Che Su's house, Papa again showed his natural behaviour by posing himself in front of Queensway station sign.

One finger point to to the Queensway sign and another one point to the 'queen'.

England's Countryside

It was very hard for me to upload even a single photo to blogspot due to bad internet connection.
This time, it's going to be about my parents visit to my place in Sheffield. Just 2 days in Sheffield yet I gained great experience with them because before this, I didn't know that Sheffield were surrounded by many beautiful places such as Chatsworth house.
Papa and mama arrived in Sheffield a day before I finish my last examination paper, which make it hard for me to entertain them properly. Hopefully there will be some barakah there. As soon as I finished my paper, we went straight to Chesterfield, papa's old town. Nowadays, his previous house was converted to be a hotel. Abbeydale Hotel in Chesterfield, England.

Papa preferred to go to the countryside part of England rather than spending his time in big cities like Manchester and Birmingham.
We then went to the Chatsworth house, home of Duke and Duchess of Devonshire surrounded by gardens and farms. Tourists all around the world could be seen during our visit. What did we do there? Just a simple picnic and photo shoot session.

Seating on the grass like 'omputeh'.

Chatsworth house

We finished our tour around peak district at around 7 pm. We then headed to Manchester for our planned dinner in Jazeera restaurant; half-chicken and rice.