Yes, we've arrived in la France after some delay at the chunnel (something about a broken shuttle??). There was much confusion over the cash machine at the train station (some twitty woman swore it was broken and we all left in a panic - I retuned 10 minutes later to find it dispensed Euros just fine) and a seemingly interminable queue for taxi. But we got to our hotel fine. Vol K booked the Hotel California, prompting much lyrical quoting. But I'm happy because it has a balcony where I can smoke.
Formidable.
My language skills are not coming back as well as they might - so to my new host country, please excuse my French.
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