The station was closed until 3, and it was pretty seedy. Since all the benches were taken, people were putting plastic bags on the ground to have someplace to sit, or lay down, as was the case with some backpackers. Kinda made me glad I wasn't backpacking but totebagging, and still hadn't gotten to the point where it felt natural to lay down somewhere nasty, even with a rain coat as a sheet.
Finally the bus came, and I took the flying banana back to Paris.
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