Got up early to pack up and clean the flat. Tony (our landlord) was on time and we were out the door no worries. No hitches getting onto the RER train to Charles de Gaulle airport but... halfway there we ran into an "accident involving a person". Apparently someone had stepped in front of our train. "Merde!" announced the Parisienne in front of us.
This meant a couple of hours sitting around - just what you need when you're rushing off to catch a flight. Discussions ensued about how best to contact our travel insurance - but fortunately the train started moving again. We were in with a chance!
The arrival at the train station was like an episode of The Amazing Race - people with suitcases and backapcks (ie. us) running helter-skelter for the connecting airport buses. We got lucky... others didn't.
A couple of hurdles down; now we just needed to check in. Uh oh, the airline terminal is being hastily abandoned. Jumping the barrier, we sought to make eye contact with the departing staff. None of them wanted to catch our eye - but with enough badgering we finally managed to get our tickets.
Next step - running up several escalators and travellators to our departure gate and... a lengthy security check. Fortunately, no issues there (well, I did get a pat-down from some dude who obviously thought I looked suspiciously sweaty and out of breath). At last - we had made our plane. No rush though - it then didn't leave for another 45 minutes :P
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