Yesterday I got up at 5.30 am and Claudie and her husband drove me the 90 km to the airport in Marseille. We said good bye and I was really sad to leave them I had such a wonderful week !
Unfortunately I thought the plane would leave at 10 am but it was only at 10.25, so I was far to early. Then we had to wait 45 min in a line to get out of the gate and into the plane.
Nobody understood why it took such a long time. Usually they open the gates and you step in the plane. Finally we were all seated when the pilote announced that there was a strike of the ground personnel of 30 min in Marseille. So we sat in the plane and then had to wait another 30 min until our luggages were loaded which made a total of one hour waiting in the plane ! Children and babies screemed, people were angry, it was a real "cheerful" atmosphere.
When we finally left at 12, the time where we should have landed in Brussels South Airport, there were not enough food on board for all the hungry people ! Of course they had foreseen coffee and croissants and not enough sandwiches or hot meals as we were expected to leave at 10.25 and arrive at noon !
Finally I arrived at 2 pm and was expected by an exhausted Mr. G. who had a bronchitis and a big cold and caughed and sneezed as if he would get payed for. He was awfully tired because he had to take antibiotics. In fact he had catched what I had before I left for France. What a return !
Now he is in bed and I am awfully tired so I will start my usual blogging from Monday on.