Exit notes
Sunday, 14 October 2012
I know it’s trite to close with a fading light shot, but I found our last sunset on French soil moving as a signal of our upcoming transition.
Of course, one of the benefits of a daytime flight, cloud-cover permitting, is that you can see the ground below. This is our last view of France….
And, in our slightly-upgraded-from-coach seats, oh, yum. Really. AirFrance can do airline food. (I had the boeuf; John had the Parmentier—both excellent).
Special thanks to my FIL for the ride home. And to JPB for checking the house and dragging the mail-pile away from the door—and sorting it!
Fantastic trip. Just super. Sad to leave. Glad to be home.
One of those understandable paradoxes.