And now we fly Air France domestic.
Standard A320 aircraft, 2 classes, why I could be back home, doing one of my regular routes.
I'm sitting at the emergency exit as usual and the stewardess comes up to brief me on what to do in case the flight crashes.
I do not understand anything she is saying. This seems to be fine as no one else on this plane will understand me during an emergency either.
While she is talking to me "
Monsieur, to hopen thees door, pool this 'andle zees way" it hits me.
She's in glasses too. That's what is odd about the girls. This one and the one earlier on the international flight. Air France hires stewardesses who wear glasses!! Of course they were both wearing outstanding glasses (Prada and Salvatore Ferregamo) but they were vision correcting glasses nonetheless.
Meal time, yum. A tray is handed out to me. NO questions asked. This tray is as big as my boarding card. Hmm.
There are 3
things on it. Half a biscuit with some black crap on it, a piece of toast (1 inch by 1inch) with some white crap on it and a slice of boiled egg. And a little mawa cake type thing, only smaller.
What that's it????? Yes. And this is a domestique flight so there is no reason to smile and we are french so it's OK if you don't enjoy your meal. Wine? No thanks I'll take a juice. I want to live for a few hours, the juice will be wholesome. Merci beaucoup. My Beacoup sounds like I am barking like an Indian Dog.
I should have had that croissant and cafe at CDG instead of taking photos for my forum.
Berlin. It's cold, but thankfully the sky is clear. Ever since the world football cup, Berlin has become english friendly and non-german friendly. That's just great, since I believe it is one the best cities in the world.
I get to the luggage belt. I have a lot of it (2 boxes full of presents too). Now where's that luggage push cart trolley. There. They're all chained to one another.
You need a coin to free one. When you return it to another trolley parking lot, you can push your coin back out.
I have used these before, but not at Berlin. I know that you can use a 1 euro or 2 euro coin. Also a US quarter, 1 pound UK coin and an Indian 50p coin. Guessss what? I have 100 euro notes.
There are no shops nothing. I stand around worrying for a while. How am I gonna take 3 large pieces of luggage to the taxi?
Then I think to myself, I am the Yeti®, I should be able to do anything. So I go up to a complete stranger, smile and ask for money. It feels like I'm begging, only I'm in Levis and I'm smiling. "
Hi. Can you give me some money? I need a baggage trolleeee. Later I will use that money to eat something as the food on your national airline was crap.
Merci Beaucoup."
Armed with my newly acquired beggings (A 2 euro coin) I am on my way. I get into the taxi. I'm back in Berlin. The cars are whizzing past me. Oh look it's a thingy. Oh look it's the car with a big S, just like suzuki. Oh look a Mercedes garbage truck. Oh look.
Look at those skies. I love Berlin.