Fezzik In Paris

Two Americans, three cats, and too many places named "de Gaulle"

The timing of things worked out such that while we should be able to go knot our apartment today, we can’t do so until later in the afternoon. As the IAH to CDG flight arrives in the morning, we’re currently sitting here, in CDG, trying to both kill time and makes sure that none of the nine pieces of luggage wander off.
It feels like a lot to ask at this pint, even if we did fly business, and even if we did both sleep. My internal clock is adamant that it’s currently 4am, and not even the Group of douchebags currently bogarting half of what was our bench are going to change that.
Can’t fall asleep, can’t yet leave the airport, and can’t get comfortable.
First days, particularly when they include an airport, are hard.

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