We physically touched down in the U.S. (Detroit, Michigan) on Tuesday evening about 5:30 pm. Thanks to Global Entry, we breezed through customs and immigration in quite literally minutes. Such a nice thing, after having to clear similar at Charles de Gaulle! Then, having re-checked the luggage, we ambled over to the domestic side of the airport with basically no problems whatsoever. The plane from Detroit was on time and we actually arrived in Phoenix about 10:30 p.m., which was earlier than expected. Landed, collected luggage and got our rental car. To the Hampton Inn near the airport and to bed somewhere around 1 a.m. Up at 6 a.m. and while still a bit groggy, on the road home by 6:30. So … we’re back. Lovely to be here, that’s for sure – the weather yesterday in Tucson was 82 degrees; WOW!
Our journey through Charles de Gaulle was fairly complicated, and I wanted to write about that now. At the Hilton (which is in the middle of the airport), we were just a step away from the check-in hall [actually, a whole lot of steps! – R], so we headed over at about 11:30 a.m., even though our plane didn’t leave until 3:50 p.m. We always like to be early. Well, honestly, it was a good thing we did. Suffice to say that CDG was difficult. Air France was unable to pull our records up through passports. Difficult, really, as no working passport, no luggage check or boarding pass … makes it tough to fly these days, for sure. The harassed agent in the line just kept running our passports through the computer, with the same result coming up each time! He moved from computer to computer, and the same result. R was actually allowed to go behind him to see if he had any suggestions. Finally, after about 20 minutes, we were asked to step aside and “wait.” Yeah…
That’s when Robert, my absolutely brilliant husband, swung into action. He was able to talk to Air France folks and security people, and he found out that each shift at CDG, there was one leader/supervisor per shift. Then he had to find him/her. Which, of course, he did! I was parked with the luggage (+ coats, + carry-ons) in a side location, which was nice as it was at least out of the chaos going on around the airport. The supervisor and R came to collect me, and we went over to an agent who figured out a way around the “need more information” flags, and we got our baggage tags! It took probably another 10-15 minutes for her to be able to print our boarding passes, but finally, out they came. By this time, of course, we were certainly NOT early for our flight, and the lines at customs and security were very long. However, we cleared them in about 45 minutes, and made it to our gate with about an hour’s lead time. I was SOOOO thankful to the supervisor and her agent, I can’t tell you. Very, very, very stressful. It turns out that the Air France computers had glitched something on our reservation. Everything was totally fine with our passports (which was what I was thinking…) and they were extremely apologetic. It did make for an interesting day … one of those kinds you do NOT want to have to face. This is the first time in literally 40+ years of international travel that anything like this happened. I can only hope it never does again!
[Can’t decide which airport I hate most – de Gaulle or Heathrow. – R]
So, safely here in Tucson, and good to be home!
Happy, happy holidays everyone and lots of love to all!
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xxx