Saturday, October 31
Today was all about smooth transit and heading home. We had our last breakfast in Warsaw, and I made sure I had some pastries.
We got a Bolt around 10 to the airport for our 1:05 PM flight. Once the gates were open we were checked in quickly and through security in no time.
We finally tracked down the Air France lounge Fantazja Executive Lounge (located in the Schengen area, near gates 36–37).
Our flight was delayed 15 minutes due to the late arrival of the plane as a result of strong head winds that would be to our advantage (luckily) in the way to Paris.
Another case of having to go down multiple stairs to board a bus. The use of apron buses should be noted on bookings.
An apron bus (also called an airside transfer bus or ramp bus) is a specialized vehicle used at airports to transport passengers and crew between terminal gates and aircraft parked at remote stands or hardstands.
The bus sat for quite a while before getting to the plane where it then did several circles as they continued cleaning the plane.
We watched as people struggled carrying their luggage up the outside stairs of the plane.
The wine looked rather cloudy and the flight attendant quickly noticed and said all the bottles looked the same would we accept a glass of champagne?!?!
Some food porn. I disliked the cream of corn soup, John liked it.
Desserts were delicious!
Finally we took off 30 minutes late that we made up.
We were in row 3, I was amused by row 2 solo occupant, who was wearing an off the shoulder sweater with super long red nails (Andrew, think Phyllis' nails) and her little (rat size) dog in the carrier, the flight attendant tried to tell her to put the carrier on the floor, but she (passenger) slipped her some money and told the attendant (in French) that she was soooo kind....
The wine looked rather cloudy and the flight attendant quickly noticed and said all the bottles looked the same would we accept a glass of champagne?!?!
We landed in Paris, and really Air France, it is your own airport and we get shuttled onto another bus miles from the terminal when almost everyone has a connecting flight???????
We had miles to walk to our gate, luckily we were waved through passport control to an automated passport reader (mind you, they took several tries to work).
We reached our gate with some time to spare.
We settled into row 6 and 7, one in front of the other. Air France layout is the same as Air Canada 1-2-1. I heard a woman approach John so I popped up like a weasel!! She wanted him to change with her, she was somewhere further up and her husband was on the aisle by John. Once I popped up, she went oh, and went off to ask the woman beside her husband, who kindly did move.
Some food porn. I disliked the cream of corn soup, John liked it.
We both agreed the trout was very good.
AF video collection was awful.
My duck had overcooked (runny, mushy) mashed potatoes. John loved his beef.
John finished off with a brandy.
We arrived on time, cleared customs via terminal (it didn't like John, and wouldn't take his photo)
and got our luggage immediately, and we were in a limo and home by 10 PM!!
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