Grand Tour travel blog

RER on Strike

Cafe au Lait

Rooftop view from my hotel room


Who can turn down French bread?


Tarte Rhubarbe

Restaurant courtyard green wall

I started on the United upgrade list at position 4, moved to 10 by bedtime Thursday night, and ended in the unlucky 13 spot. By a few hours before our flight, all 36 fully paying Polaris class passengers had checked in, dashing the hopes of all of us on the ugrade list. I'm glad I at least had purchased Economy Plus seating when I bought my ticket in January. As is usual these days, every seat on the plane was assigned.

The flight was uneventful, except for the announcement just as we were over the Atlantic asking if there was a "licensed medical professional" on board. I'm glad they did not ask if there was a doctor on board; in my state of non-sleep I might have responded affirmatively, forgetting I was not the kind of doctor that can help anyone. About 30 minutes after the first announcement we were asked if anyone on board had a portable EKG machine. Whoa! Upon arrival in Paris three paramedics met the flight to assist the passenger who was reportedly doing well. I recall watching 3 films during the flight, but can only remember the names of two of them: Wonder (sweet and endearing) and Phantom Thread (odd, disturbing at times, but a premier performance by Daniel Day-Lewis). I hope this is from sleep deprivation, and not a sign of the aging process. If the name of the film pops into my head I'll let you know in a later post... if I remember to do that.

Arriving at CDG baggage claim signs greeted us by telling us the RER was on strike so we should consider alternate methods of transportation into Paris. I took the Roissy bus to Opera, and then trekked down to the Metro, through narrow hallways and up and down stairs before boarding the line that would take me to the stop near my hotel in the 10th Arrondissement. Why pay 50 Euro for a taxi when you can spend 13,50 Euro and drag nearly 60 lbs of luggage around the Paris Metro? I am on a fixed income, after all. Fortunately there were some escalators...but I also got several flights of stairs to register on my Fitbit Blaze.

After I checked in I slept a bit and then took about a 30 minute walk around the 10th. Saturday evening brought out lots of residents into the main square who danced, skateboarded, and ate at food booths. I couldn't tell if this was some sort of special festival or just a regular night in the 10th. The energy was so fun to observe and experience. I opted for eating at the hotel this evening. The Prix Fix dinner was a wonderful introduction to French cuisine on this trip; I was so hungry that I failed to take a picture of the risotto starter that was absolutely delicious. But you do get to see my main entree (vegetarian with quinoa) and the Tarte Rhubarbe (fruit, cream and butter...)

Tomorrow I head to London for three nights, before coming back to France for a few days on my own in Paris then visiting with Betty and Pierre in the Dordogne, and,finally, connecting with Steph and Dennis for the last 6 days of my time here.

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