We were lucky we didn't have the early start on our final morning that some people did (ie 3:30am)! We enjoyed our breakfast and farewelled our lovely waiter, Nicolai.
Then we did our final packing, with suitcases needing to be outside our cabin and our cabin vacated by 9am. We then waited in the lounge with other departing passengers, for our taxi to arrive at the appointed time of 10:40am. We farewelled the Barrows when they left for the airport at 9:45am and to pick up their rental car for their independent travel. Our taxi was nearly 15 minutes late and the trip to Bordeaux St Jean railway station was slow in the traffic, but the driver was very nice. We arrived around 40 minutes before our train was due to leave, and along with some fellow passengers from the boat who happened to be on the same train AND the same Emirates flight out of Paris, panicked a little about how to get our big suitcases to the right platform (sometimes requiring the use of stairs) and onto the train in the 20 minutes time you have between the notification of platform, rushing to that platform (there are so many) and the train leaving. We were upstairs on the train, in First Class, but left our big cases below, but some people lugged bags up the narrow stairs to the top. Actually we were very grateful for the assistance (three times) from SNCF train staff directing us to the right place even before the train arrival platform was announced, and assisting to get one of our cases up the stairs to the platform (no ramp etc where we were at the time).
The train was a lot more comfortable than the one we'd travelled on from Paris a week earlier. Also, this time I was able to charge my iPad, and the wifi actually worked! We dined on a banana each (scrounged for us by Nickolai) and I enjoyed a couple of GF muesli bars that I'd carried all the way from New Zealand. We also had a few leftover chocolates that were left on our pillows each evening, and that we hadn't eaten.
The train arrived 20 minute late at Charles de Gaulle Airport, and we had four minutes to get ourselves and our luggage off before the train continued on, all this while others were trying to board the train with their luggage!
We thought we were in for a long wait from 4pm till 6:50pm before being able to check in, so headed to a McDonalds for some sustenance. But then discovered that check-in now commenced four hours before the flight, not the three hours as listed on our tickets. After queuing for 20 minutes (with my cpap machine, we're not allowed to do online check-in), we finally got to the counter, only to wait another 20 minutes while the person fluffed around trying to get someone to look at my cpap medical paperwork (on the Emirates template), even though I'd been told by Emirates staff at home that they'd noted everything on my file and there'd be no problems at counters. A senior staff member eventually came along, barely glanced at the letter, didn't look at the cpap or its lithium battery, and waved me through. Then it was on to passport control, where one person was checking through EU passports, and one was checking everyone else. We kept getting held up by what seemed to be Chinese people getting in the EU queue, and being escorted down to our person, whereby they were able to jump the queue, Sheesh... oh well, it didn't mean we got on the plane any later or sooner, I just hate standing in queues with my knee. Keeping moving isn't so bad.
As it was, our flight was delayed 30 minutes due to the late arrival of the incoming flight. Eventually we were under way, and it was nice to find that there was an unoccupied next to me in our centre row of four seats. There was someone on the other end, but this seat gave us both more comfort. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep on the 6 hour 50 minute flight from Paris - without using the cpap - a miracle, but it was effectively the middle of the night so my body clock was ready. I didn't bother to photograph the GF dinner as I was too tired and the meal was not a good one - another of those everything-free meals. Very dense, dry fish with tomato paste, some poorly made mashed potato, two tiny circles of carrot, two soft sugar-snaps, an inedible bread roll, and a friand. I'm over GF aeroplane food, compared to the good meals I see David getting.
Then we did our final packing, with suitcases needing to be outside our cabin and our cabin vacated by 9am. We then waited in the lounge with other departing passengers, for our taxi to arrive at the appointed time of 10:40am. We farewelled the Barrows when they left for the airport at 9:45am and to pick up their rental car for their independent travel. Our taxi was nearly 15 minutes late and the trip to Bordeaux St Jean railway station was slow in the traffic, but the driver was very nice. We arrived around 40 minutes before our train was due to leave, and along with some fellow passengers from the boat who happened to be on the same train AND the same Emirates flight out of Paris, panicked a little about how to get our big suitcases to the right platform (sometimes requiring the use of stairs) and onto the train in the 20 minutes time you have between the notification of platform, rushing to that platform (there are so many) and the train leaving. We were upstairs on the train, in First Class, but left our big cases below, but some people lugged bags up the narrow stairs to the top. Actually we were very grateful for the assistance (three times) from SNCF train staff directing us to the right place even before the train arrival platform was announced, and assisting to get one of our cases up the stairs to the platform (no ramp etc where we were at the time).
The train was a lot more comfortable than the one we'd travelled on from Paris a week earlier. Also, this time I was able to charge my iPad, and the wifi actually worked! We dined on a banana each (scrounged for us by Nickolai) and I enjoyed a couple of GF muesli bars that I'd carried all the way from New Zealand. We also had a few leftover chocolates that were left on our pillows each evening, and that we hadn't eaten.
The train arrived 20 minute late at Charles de Gaulle Airport, and we had four minutes to get ourselves and our luggage off before the train continued on, all this while others were trying to board the train with their luggage!
We thought we were in for a long wait from 4pm till 6:50pm before being able to check in, so headed to a McDonalds for some sustenance. But then discovered that check-in now commenced four hours before the flight, not the three hours as listed on our tickets. After queuing for 20 minutes (with my cpap machine, we're not allowed to do online check-in), we finally got to the counter, only to wait another 20 minutes while the person fluffed around trying to get someone to look at my cpap medical paperwork (on the Emirates template), even though I'd been told by Emirates staff at home that they'd noted everything on my file and there'd be no problems at counters. A senior staff member eventually came along, barely glanced at the letter, didn't look at the cpap or its lithium battery, and waved me through. Then it was on to passport control, where one person was checking through EU passports, and one was checking everyone else. We kept getting held up by what seemed to be Chinese people getting in the EU queue, and being escorted down to our person, whereby they were able to jump the queue, Sheesh... oh well, it didn't mean we got on the plane any later or sooner, I just hate standing in queues with my knee. Keeping moving isn't so bad.
As it was, our flight was delayed 30 minutes due to the late arrival of the incoming flight. Eventually we were under way, and it was nice to find that there was an unoccupied next to me in our centre row of four seats. There was someone on the other end, but this seat gave us both more comfort. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep on the 6 hour 50 minute flight from Paris - without using the cpap - a miracle, but it was effectively the middle of the night so my body clock was ready. I didn't bother to photograph the GF dinner as I was too tired and the meal was not a good one - another of those everything-free meals. Very dense, dry fish with tomato paste, some poorly made mashed potato, two tiny circles of carrot, two soft sugar-snaps, an inedible bread roll, and a friand. I'm over GF aeroplane food, compared to the good meals I see David getting.
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