
As anyone knows traveling can be a very tiresome experience, especially at the end when all you really want to do is go home. My husband and I had an amazing trip to Paris, but after five days we were ready to come back to our family. Unfortunately, the ash cloud from the nearby volcano was not going to make this an easy task....
We started our adventure home on Sunday morning, arriving at the airport the recommended three hours before the flight. This is where the fun began. Upon entering the airport we were faced with a line that came outside of the terminal, this line was for US-bound flights. We waited about two hours before arriving at the security checkpoint. Once we made it through security we arrived at our gate and waited some more, before learning after six hours of sitting around the terminal, that the flight was cancelled. The ash cloud had struck again.
We were transported to a hotel, fed, and told to meet in the lobby at 4:30AM for breakfast. After four hours sleep, I arrived downstairs for breakfast, which consisted of three croissants and some brown water described as "coffee."
The airline bus was scheduled to pick us up by 6:00AM to take us to the airport for our 9:00AM flight. It didn't come until 10:30AM, and then only to tell that our flight had, once again, been cancelled. It took another 2.5 hours but we were switched to another airline carrier. This is when life started to look good again. We were transported to the airport and went to our gate. Upon arriving, we were told once again that our flight was delayed. At this point I began wonder if I was ever going home.
I decided to spend some time and search out coffee during the delay. To my amazement I found an oasis right in the airport. Before my eyes, was the most beautiful Illy café I have ever seen. It was complete with a three-group-head La Marzocco machine and a real barista!
I looked at the menu and they offered a Cappuccino Viennois for 4.20 euros. I decided to give this a try. The drink was perfect; it was a Cappuccino with a double shot of espresso and the sweetest whip crème I have ever tasted. The Cappuccino Viennois helped me wait the additional six hours for our flight. We finally arrived in the United States that evening after 9:30PM. Unfortunately, it would take another day to get back to our hometown. I hope everyone enjoys the photos from the oasis I found in the airport. Check back for more on my experiences with coffee abroad.
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Tracy
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