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Delayed But Not Daunted
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We arrived at the airport our customary 4 hours in advance - (my choice not Sandra’s). I just like to get there, get settled and relax before the trip as we get to go to the BA lounge.
As we checked in we were greeted with the words, “I guess you know that your flight is delayed.”
We didn’t know. I did know that there was an earlier BA flight to Heathrow so I asked if we could get on that. We were placed on stand-by and spent an hour and a half waiting only to find that the flight was full but it was a good try.
So we retired to the BA lounge and waited. As it was an overnight flight, dinner is served in the lounge rather than onboard so this helped pass some of the time. It is a buffet and the selections included a small but appetizing salad bar, halibut cooked with celeric, roast turkey, lasagne plus trifle and a cheese selection. There were a couple of
Finally HereFirst stop - a Parisian cafe for a dozen fines de claires and a bottle of Pouilly Fume.
red wines and a couple of white wines.
The rescheduled time of 11:30 pm passed with us finally taking off shortly before midnight, about four hours late.
The pilot quickly announced that he didn’t know what we had been told about the delay but that he would set the record straight. His version was slightly different than the ground saying that that had left Heathrow and were recalled as one of the passengers had invalid travel documents. Thye whole situation was ridiculous as far as he was concerned and apologized on behalf of British Airways.
The new sleeper seats were a more robust tweaking of the existing model, with improved controls. The entertainment system with movies on demand, worked great however, after a delicious hot chocolate and warm cookies, we wrapped ourselves in the new and improved duvet (fabric akin to a thin quilted horse blanket) and fell asleep quickly. The flight attendants seem to have perfected the system of quick bar service and switching the lights off promptly.
Six hours later we were served juice, fresh fruit, a bacon butty and one cup of coffee <<sigh>>.
On arrival at Heathrow we joined the queue to pass through security for our final leg to CDG. Despite warnings about size of bag, one bag only, weight of bag, no one at the security checkpoint could have cared less. The only interest seemed to be that we remove laptops from our bags and take off our shoes. I guess whatever nefarious devices we might be secreting could only be disguised in the soles of a pair of Bass Weejuns , the hard drive of our Hewlett-Packard or my belt buckle. Thankfully, intelligence seems to have deducted that these terrorists are incapable of innovative thinking. As the bins were lined up to go through the x-ray machine, there was no accounting for whose stuff was whose, or how many bins you had used.
We used our time at Heathrow to visit the BA lounge and take advantage of the showers there. What a treat to be able to shave and clean up before the hop over to Charles De Gaulle.
Tea was served during the 45 minute flight. Our ancestors, the Brits, got this right with wonderful smoked salmon sandwiches and scones with clotted cream and strawberry preserves. We have streamlined this in Canada to be a Tim Horton’s and a donut.
Our bags were among the first down the chute and, despite BA’s reported dismal record, ours were not sent to Dubai. There was a line for taxis but we were serviced within 10 minutes and at our apartment within an additional 40 minutes - 3 and a half hours later than scheduled.
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New York Times
September 17, 2007
Just Think of the Hassles as Character Building
By RICHARD A. FRIEDMAN, M.D.
IT’S an affront to your physical comfort, a threat to your sanity and a challenge to your circadian rhythm. Any guesses? That’s right, it’s business travel.
Being an optimist with an apocalyptic imagination, I like to indulge in all the worst-case scenarios when I travel, while confident that these are things that happen to other people.
Not this time. From the perch of a holiday traveler, I recently got a taste of how bad it can get for business travelers. Arriving two hours before a return flight in Rome with my partner, I got the grim news that there was only one remaining seat. One of us had to stay behind.
The agent was unmoved by my assertion of self-importance, and directed me to a growing line of disgruntled travelers, a mix of fuming businessmen and exhausted vacationers.
As recompense for being bumped off an oversold flight, Alitalia offered each of us $300 cash, a hotel voucher for the night and a business-class return flight first thing in the morning.
Suddenly, things were looking up: an extra night to revel in the Eternal City, money to burn and a relaxing flight home. In short, another day, albeit enforced, of Roman holiday.
But this was not the way a German businessman ahead of me felt. Muttering about the unscrupulous behavior of the airline, he started to have a meltdown.
Being a psychiatrist, I thought I might try to reason with him and get him to calm down. Not a chance. He started ranting at me and pounding his fists on the counter. I discreetly suggested that the attendant call security, and not a moment too soon; within minutes, he came to blows with two beefy Italian security guards who wrestled him to the ground and handcuffed him.
Admittedly, this man had some problems, to put it kindly. But it got me wondering what exactly is so stressful about travel, especially for the average businessman or woman.
Airport food, you say? Yes, leaving yourself to the tender mercy of airport cuisine can be a grim affair.
Sterile and uncomfortable environment? Here you raise the hackles of many an architect who worked long and hard to bring light and space into your travel world. But I’ll grant that terminal seating leaves something to be desired.
No, I’m afraid that none of the above comes close to the real culprits of travel funk: lack of control and unpredictability.
Imagine you have been invited into a game of poker and are given two choices: a regular deck of cards or a mystery deck with an unknown number of aces, kings and the like.
Which deck would you pick? Of course, you would choose the regular deck, where you could calculate — if you were so inclined — the odds of drawing any one card or hand. Travel is like mystery poker: you are literally blind to the chances of the outcome because there is always crucial information that is missing.
In case you haven’t noticed, people generally do not like uncertainty and ambiguity. When you are trapped in an airport terminal and hear an announcement that your flight has been delayed, you usually have no clue whether you’ll be leaving in 30 minutes or three hours.
Which brings us to the crux of travel stress: lack of control. For all those alpha men and women of the business world, accustomed as they are to order and control, this is not a happy situation.
So what can you do with such unpleasantness? Well, there is really only one thing you are in total control of while traveling — yourself. You can’t escape infuriating delays, but you can adjust your schedule to make room for them; don’t put extra pressure on yourself by making your schedule so tight that there is no leeway for error.
Carry a diversion with you at all times. I recall one exasperated businesswoman in the airport at Boston furiously e-mailing on her BlackBerry about a delay. When I circled back a few minutes later, I found her relaxed, watching a movie on her laptop. Smart move.
And while I’m at it, beware of the business lounge. Bored and stressed though you may be, the last thing you need is a drink or two to relax before your flight. Sure, you’ll feel good for an hour or so, but alcohol is a diuretic, and you are about to spend several hours in dry recirculated air, narcotized and dehydrated — a state generally not conducive to business matters.
If all else fails, just think of business travel as good training for the work itself: navigating uncertainty and frustration with aplomb.
Bon voyage.
Richard A. Friedman is a professor of psychiatry at Weill Cornell Medical College.
Bill
I love the comment about the uncertain deck of cards with unknown aces, etc. Great analogy that he uses.
You know, it didn't really bother me all that much as I was certain of the uncertainty!
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