3 hours till lift off. . .
Published October 28, 2008 | 
Almost Like Home
Ok, so I’m back at the airport with 3 hours to kill. Oh and speaking of kill, today is the first time I’ve seen armed soldiers walking an airport. I suppose I should get adjusted. The idea that the military is protecting the airports should make you feel safe. Somehow though, the sight of all the guns tends to do just the opposite.
that tower dealy
Funny thing about the Eiffel Tower. Everyone’s taken a picture of it. There is no place you can go to take a picture that has not already been taken. Hardly worth getting the camera out!
Some time in the wee hours I woke up to see the earth rolling by under the wing. I could tell by the lay of the land as it were we were flying over Great Britian. You can’t miss those curvy streets and towns build around an oddly oblong church yard. From the air France seemed similar other than from the sky the forests look totally surrounded. It’s not like back home where you seem to have miles of trees. Here there are just small bits here and there surrounded by farmland.
Land Ho!
We landed through a thick cover of clouds. I couldn’t help but think back to a time when pilots didn’t have all the cool gear. Landing on mornings like this would have been a real bear.
So this is what walking the streets of Paris looks like. At least in the historic area. What you don’t see are the guys throwing gold rings on the ground in front of people then going into bit about how lucky they are. . before they ask for cash. Then there was the guy who said, ” I’m a salesman for Armani see and I’m heading back to Milan tomorrow. Well, my wife has my credit card and I need some cash for gas. So anyway I’ve got this great leather jacket sample here in the back seat. . . “ “Funny, I said. I just happen to be a salesman for North Face and I’ve got this jacket right, well, well I’m wearing it actually and I left my credit card in my wallet, which is in my backpack, which as you can see is hard to reach way around back there. . . .”
Oh, and here’s the obligitory “me” shot on a bridge over the Seine. Of course I did’nt want a picture of me actually in the river, because then of course I’d be IN Sei. . nevermind, need sleep!! By the way Hadas, I hope this helps you remember what I may look like. I don’t have a funny hat, but I do have a funny head. . . You’re right though those paddles are a bit of a give-away. See ya soon!
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4 Responses to 3 hours till lift off. . .
Hello Mr. Funny Head,
Great photos! I can’t wait to see more.
Get some sleep!!
I am off to pick up Gryphon.
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if you think the Paris airport military security is disconcerting, you are in for quite the shock in Israel where everyone between 18-21 carries their military weapons with them at all times, on duty or not, everywhere!
Israel is a fantastic country, I lived there for 1.5 years working on a Kibbutz roughly 1 hour southwest of Jerusalem.
Never had a chance to paddle there as I wasn’t into kayaking back then, but i do remember the great beach break surf behind the hotel strip in Tel Aviv, I hope to get back there someday again, but this time with a kayak and gear in tow.
Enjoy the experience!
cheers
well derick about the guns you’ll get used to it here or not?but thats the way it is .
I recall the security in Europe and, as Michael points out, wait until you get to Israel. They have airport security in the grocery stores. I never felt safer than when I was there. Of course, you weren’t there at the time:)