Bonjour de Paris

After an overnight flight from JFK - surprisingly tatty - we landed at CDG aka Paris Aeroport.

We flew Air France and I must say, the flight and service were excellent (as usual), in contrast to the surly and objectionable ‘service’ we had from a male worker as we were going through Security at CDG in order to get our transfer to Edinburgh. Goodness knows why we needed to go through Security again, as we had not left any controlled area since JFK. Mmm… 

Martin and me could not understand what he was saying as we don’t speak French, but he was determined to not give an inch and kept barking at us aggressively and shaking his trays! I ended up having to put an iPad and my watch is separate trays, by themselves! To add insult to injury, Martin’s hoodie was either stolen or eaten by the security scanner, cos it never came out … not that the security staff cared one jot.

Anyway, now relaxing, waiting for our flight home to be called.

AU REVOIR! (aggressively shaking iPad).