The departure - First leg-

 

The following day we got up very early. Both were grumpy, sleepy and hungry. The best cocktail for a great journey. 😁

For sure, we were not so communicative. Once arrived at the airport we managed to get to the check-in. Unfortunately,  in Geneva people are supposed to go all the way to the French side (flight to Paris) for check-in/baggage drop-off, and then go back to the Swiss side for the security check. Yaay! 😔
The latter one, was fully packed with people but it went relatively quickly. We did underestimate the amount of flights at 7AM. We grabbed a quick (and expensive) breakfast and headed to the gate. 🏃

View from GVA-CDG

Time for take off! Take off that I missed because I was sleeping already, as usual. I have this superpower that gets me sleeping as soon as there is the engine startup. Then, I wake up mid-flight, right on time for food. The 40 minutes flight to Charles de Gaulle went fast. I did wake up right on time for food. A madeleine and some water, nothing fancy but good enough for a short European flight. The crew was relatively polite.

What’s next? 

Well, the nightmare of CDG! We promised ourselves not to go through CDG ever again after our experience to Madagascar but we had to: CDG has the best / only connection to Cayenne. The problem with this airport is always the same: you arrive from a European destination and need to connect to another flight, in this case another EU destination, and your passport is checked. I have never seen this in any airport I have flown across the world for the past 15 years. Let it be Dubai, Sydney, Boston, Chicago, Minneapolis, Salt Lake City, Frankfurt, Singapore, Barcelona, Amsterdam, and so on. If we had taken the, suggested, later flight from Geneva we would have missed the flight to Cayenne. No, I am not joking. The first thought is definitely: how will they manage the Summer Olympic games in August?

Waiting for boarding

As usual they will. French are like this: if a big event is set to take place, they get enough resources to get it done decently. If it is every day's life, they don't bother. 

Let's see how it plays out!

What was your experience in CDG? Where did your last flight take you? Do you enjoy flying and airports in general? Let us know in the comment here below! 😉


P.S. I have not even mentioned the rudeness of the CDG staff, every single time. They do justice to the Parisian stereotypes. Unfortunately.

Location: Cayenne 97300, Guyana francese

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