À CDG

I'm at Roissy Charles de Gaulle Airport, Paris, which is the epitomy of soulless concrete jungle to me. It was built in the sixties as a vision of the future - a grey future. Concrete, concrete everywhere.

Mind you, I'm not sure that it's any worse than Heathrow.

Meeting my group first thing tomorrow - The Laurentian Singers, from upstate New York. The tour visits Normandy, a bit of Brittany, Chartres & Paris. Our feet will not touch the ground. Should be fun!