>> Made an abrupt change from the Chad borderlands early that morning
The flight had been a very long one, in a Hercules propjet against a strong headwind. The aircraft was kitted out for paratroops and their kit jingled loudly throughout the flight. The thing rumbled loudly and vibrated with some violence. Being French-operated though the plane had free very decent champagne. That helped a bit, but the hacks were well knackered by the time they stumbled down the ramp in that weird military siding at Orly.
Don't know if I've said this before, but a mob of sleepless hungover hacks isn't a prepossessing sight, snarling and swiping at each other. The work can be quite bad for the disposition.
The CX sent by their TV station, in which they kindly gave me a lift to my door, was fabulously comfortable after all that.
Last edited by: Armel Coussine on Thu 18 Feb 16 at 15:01
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