June 7, 2015 We leave France

June 7, 2015 We leave France

We ate our last egg with the last of the marinated white anchovies for breakfast with some toast and blueberry jam, then loaded the car and drove to Charles de Gaulle Airport without any difficulty. 

I made sandwiches with the ham we had bought the other day at Carrafour and the last of our cheese on the bio organic bread we bought at the market in Bayeux on Saturday.

We have learned on this trip how to navigate our way onto and off the four and six lane limited access highways.  The access points are clearly indicated on our new Michelin map of France, which has gotten us out of several situations in which we were irretrievably lost.

When we arrived at the departure gate around 4:00 they were checking folks in for the 7:45 departure and we were lucky enough to get the last two seats together by a window rather than sit in the middle section comprising four seats, so we were able to cuddle up and get some sleep.

I enjoyed flying on the big Airbus 330 300 with the 300 other people, it was like what the original colonists must have felt cooped up on a small ship with a few hundred others crossing the Atlantic.  

The plane arrived at JFK at 10:00 and within 45 minutes we had navigated the maze of ground transportation from the airport to our Holiday Inn Express hotel.  Ground Transportation included locating the appropriate bus pick up point outside the south end of huge Terminal 4 and then a bus ride to Federal Square subway terminal and bus station, then walking to the other end of the station where there was a pick up point for vans and a courtesy van ride to the hotel.  I knew we were back in the U.S. and NYC immediately, from the level of rudeness and filth.  The only way I can deal with the veneer of rudeness which seems to permeate every conversation between strangers in NYC, even information booth attendants, is to be ready to say “Thank you” as soon as your question is answered.

Bon Appetit