Going to Europe and to France is a lot of fun, but getting there and returning are always a grueling experience.
I prepare myself the best I can for the long, eleven hour flight between Paris and Salt Lake City, but watching the airline GPS is like watching grass grow.
Then, upon arrival, there are still the customs and emigration to clear, with all of their high tech and inconvenient tools, the bags to claim and the long ride home.
How could I have done 26 European round trips in the same year back in 1986?
Wednesday, October 9, 2019
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