We are off and on our way--a bright, beautiful weather day for traveling. "Frankie's Limo Service" (our wonderful friend Frank Garahan in masquerade) picks us up for the drive to Dulles.
Fortunately no 'events' on the Bay Bridge nor on the Beltway, so we arrive for check-in with plenty of time. I'm traveling with a brand-new passport, so I have to check in at the United ticket counter and become "official". TSA Pre-Check works like a charm--agents are friendly, inquire about our trip, no shoe removal, no 3-1-1 bag examined--it's a new world. We are among the first in the United Club--a privilege that we still appreciate. There are travelers who arrive later (with rug-rats, literally) who use the space within the Club as their personal playground--perhaps they are trying to tire out the urchins--probably a good thing. Boarding goes smoothly, but during our first glass of champagne, the captain (a nice-sounding 'chick') announces that a piece of the navigation equipment must be replaced before our trip over the Atlantic (a good thing), but that delayed our take-off. Fortunately, thanks to strong tail winds, she mostly made up the time and we arrived only 10 minutes late. Good flight, but bumpy over the Atlantic, of course. Because of no checked bags and seats in the Business Section, we were among the first off the plane and on to our next adventure--searching out our train for the trip to Lyon....
Off we go....
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