It Happened in Paris - Montparnasse Gare

David and I stayed at a hotel across the street from the Montparnasse train station on purpose.  We took the train from Paris to Tours (Loire Valley) on the second day of our vacation.

Then it happened-  bomb scare.  Just as we were looking up at the screen to see what track our train was on, the police put the yellow "do not cross tape" right in front of us.  Damn, one more minute and we would have been on the other side of the tape.  We had to walk outside and walk back in another entrance around the corner.

We asked what happened in the information center and they said they had to check a bag that was left.  We went back outside and the police told everyone, get back, get back.  Everyone moved back.  You don't need to speak French to figure that out.  Then everyone started putting their fingers over their ears.  What were they doing?  Were they listening to information on the radio?  Were Parisians immune to this, was it a common everyday occurrence people were used to?

BOOM!  The "left bag" was detonated.  False alarm.  Visions of terrorism flashed through my head.  Was it really a bomb?  After what happened in Paris, I was wondering if I should run, scream, be scared.  I admit it I was scared. David kept walking fast all around the station, for God's sake, stay with me.   Luckily it was nothing.

We found our train and got to Tours in an hour.