- Your home is 35 degress colder, and the chance of rain is pretty much 100%
- Said rain causes your plane to circle the airport for an hour.
- Add another 45 minutes — one of your suitcases never appears on the luggage belt. Then a luggage workers shows you that it’s huddled with some other lonely looking suitcases in a faraway corner. Why is it there? “You missed it,” the worker explains, going on to add that the workers pull the suitcases off the first time around the belt. Having watched the same group of suitcases circle around three times, you’re skeptical of this claim.
- Your train simply stops. No pussyfooting around it. Your train ceases to run at some point, and picks up five stops later. This is due to construction, according to the signs. This means you must emerge from the subway station, march to a bus (remember the 100% chance of rain) and spend 35 minutes on a bus to get to — wait for it — another subway stop. God I love this city
Total time from landing to getting home: Three and a half hours. Still, Paris rocked. Photos later.
Comments
When Slug and I were in Paris, our train to Versailles simply stopped. It never occured to us that our car was full of English speaking tourists not because we were the only ones who wanted to go to Versailles, but because everyone who spoke French understood that the train wasn't going more than one stop.
Posted by: plantnerd | April 16, 2007 8:57 AM
I couldn't reach Mr. G & Dr. No last night, so, fearing for the life of their cat, I went over in the rain to feed Eraserhead. Mr. G & Dr. No had apparently just walked through the door.
I asked, "you just got home? Was your flight delayed?" Mr. G. said, "No...we thought it would be agood idea to take the train." Immediately, I responded with, "so you took the A to Utica Ave and..." and Mr. Guapo ended with, "got on a bus."
I had witnessed the same situation in reverse the day before. There were a bunch of tourists in my car who thought they'd save some money by taking the train and, when they got to Jay St., where seriously discombobulated when the A train was just sitting at the platform with its doors closed. There was much milling around with suitcases on the platform.
I was watching them through the window wondering (a) if they were going to get on the A and go back to Manhattan or (b) if they were going to get on the bus.
Posted by: hellx | April 16, 2007 10:29 AM