It’s very French to plan an air traffic control strike in the Spring, usually to coincide with a long weekend and in this case, to coincide with a train strike. So French!
Big T’s flight from Barcelona to Nice was cancelled and so in order to get home, he bought a ticket to Zurich. One extreme to another!
It turned out to be a nail biting experience as his flight was delayed and he only just managed to connect with his flight to Nice.
Very lucky indeed as he made it back and Little Dog and I went to pick him up from his 10:30pm flight.
That made it four trips to the airport in four days as I was back to London on Sunday evening.
That seems excessive even for us!