Twenty hours is a long time to be sitting on jets and waiting in airports, especially if one did not sleep (me), as opposed to someone who slept at least fifteen of those hours (Viviane). If such be your fate, however, you could do much worse than to fly Air France which provided (included in the fare) four solid meals, cognac after dinner, champagne with breakfast, and extensive personalizeable entertainment choices to watch from the comfort of one's own reasonably comfortable seat.
The sun was rising as entered French air space:
And set somewhere over the Arabian desert:
We finally arrived at the home of our ex-pat friend twenty-seven hours after leaving for the airport. The mattress was firm and the pillows soft.
The sun was rising as entered French air space:
And set somewhere over the Arabian desert:
We finally arrived at the home of our ex-pat friend twenty-seven hours after leaving for the airport. The mattress was firm and the pillows soft.
