So British Airways lost my darling backpack, and I sat in Charles de Gaulle airport from 10am to 8pm when my backpack finally arrived. It would have been really really terrible except that wonderful Amy, who is in Paris, and who is currently folding shirts next to me, spent all day with me at the airport. Highlights included sitting, groaning, taking walks through the different terminals, eating McDonalds, and watching a French romance novel circle round and round on the baggage picker upper thingy. Anyway, I am exhausted, and all in all the journey took 24 hours from leaving my house to leaving CDG. I leave for Troyes early tomorrow morning and am currently staying with Sarah Fishman's really nice cousins!!!
Anyway, ugh, don't fly British Airways if you have a half hour connection. You may make the flight (huffing and puffing), but your baggage won't.
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