A Tale of Two Coats

Saturday, March 21, 2009 approximately 11:00 AM: Outside the Charles De Gaulle Airport waiting on our shuttle to the hotel.

Larry had begrudgingly loaned me this diaphanous windbreaker which in stark contrast to his parka-like winter coat that he had. See his haughty demeanor as he rushes ahead of me in this photo taken later in the day. In contrast to this I put up a brave front as I am waiting on the shuttle in the hope of a little warmth. It was a tad cold in what has laughingly been called a coat. But Larry didn't care. As you will see in the next few episodes, he seemed to have studied the following for inspiration for our little jaunts.

Finally before hypothermia set in the van for the hotel arrived.

We were greeted by an East Indian or Pakistani (both groups don't like being confused with the other) Parisian who very graciously helped us with our baggage.

Our driver spoke excellent English and performed miracles while driving, no one outside or inside the van was killed. I find it interesting that while Larry was impressed by Mitterrand's building projects in Paris, the driver said that he would rather have the money in his pocket.

We will discuss Paris as an industrial city and the trip to the hotel in a future post.