Well, it has been a while since our last post and lots has happened. We flew over in one of the new HUGE Airbus 380. It has two levels and we even had a camera view from the tail!
"Preface: he’s just fine. After about 12 hours of grogginess and recycled air with my left arm and leg buried under a landslide of fat European man, I stumbled into the tunnels under the airport towards customs. As we pooled together on the French side of customs, our headcount was down one, and in our sleep deprivation we couldn’t quite figure out who it was, until Joe mentioned, “I thought I saw the Interpol walk Gordon into an interrogation room.” We would not see him again until the afternoon, and he won’t say much about his time."
The real story: Gordon has used an old passport accidentally and Interpol took four hours to figure out that he wouldn't be a threat to their national security (!!!). He was a trooper, and Mrs Donoghue stayed by him the entire time, shooting daggers at the curt policemen with her eyes. We all continued on to the hotel and checked in. Our rooms are cozy and clean and close to the sights.
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