Part 1
Tuesday December 13, Bingo! yap, thats it, its the D-Day ("Jour J" in french)
i'll skip you the routine of waking up, brushing my teethes, shower etc to land directly in the car toward Boston Airport:
We live 30-45 minutes away from Boston, but we had to leave early for the airport (like, 4 hours before the takeoff time of our plane because customs require we arrive 3 hours early, and just to be sure, we took an extra hour to arrive at the airport, park the car, and find the right terminal).
So here we are in all stacked up in our white Ford Freestar, the trunk loaded with luggages and the seats loaded with peoples who are loaded with winter clothes in a car with the heater stuck on "on" position. Im seated on the last row of seats on the left corner. Ok, quick math: there is 3 rows of seats in the car, the first and second row with each two seats, and the 3rd with 3 seats, all seats are occupied by a family member, now try to figure how many family members i have...Now that wasn't too hard was it? 7, thats right: two adults in front, one teen and one child in the middle, and finally, three teens in the back (I'm one of these), now were all pretty tall in my family (especially the teens), and the winter coats we were wearing were making us quite Fat. All of this to tell you that i was a bit squashed there in the back, but i think i've gone a bit off topic here, back to the main subject! We arrive at Logan airport at about 5-6pm and its already night outside. Boston by night is a beautiful sight. We park the car at the long term parking and take a shuttle to the Airport driven by Pierre, a friendly african-american airport parking staff (driver if you prefer). Arrived at destination, we have to go to the check-in desk ( or ticketing desk, i don't remember) to get our plane tickets (we couldn't do it by computer as there was a system error) after a GOOD WAIT (believe me it was long) we get checked in and head ourselves to the departure gate. Almost done you think? not quite, the hardest part is still to come, the challenge this time, is to get through customs. We take out all scarfs, coats, shoes, hats, electronic devices, put them in a tray and on a conveyor belt along with all our carry-ons and personnal bags towards a big scanner under the watchful eye of a customs officer. We really did not have much time here because there was a line behind just waiting for us to finish, so imagine a group of seven persons having to do all this in accelerated motion. Quite hilarious sight! Yet not quite as hilarious as dressing up again, at this, i took the most time cause i always had some difficulty with shoe laces, seriously now, what does rocksport have against velcro? it is sooo much faster to put back shoes with velcro! gone off topic again have i? Well, here we now are in the departure deck, or whatever its called, with one hour to kill before boarding. We visit some small stores that surounds our "gate" or whatever that is called, and buy a portable battery at brookstones so we can recharge our electronic devices during our trip. My father goes buy himself a sandwich and we finally board. The flight will last 7 hours (mb, i don't quite remember) but with the time zones etc, we should land at about 9am, french time. So here i am, seated in economy class aboard an Airbus with the flight attendant saying their boring routine clichés they call "announcements" on the AP. In a few hours, i will have arrived at my final destination, Paris!
Part 2 Coming soon...
Congratulations for all those who read this entirely and understood what i was saying, those who dint succeed, well, better luck next time!
P.S Remember my main language is french, so please don't be shocked by the spelling mistakes
P.P.S check this out:
http://www.tallrite.com/LightRelief/...ouncements.htm
12-29-2011, 09:29 PM
My trip to Paris
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