Well, we survived the big part of the trip. We left Atlanta and went up the Eastern coast - right over Atlantic City Boardwalk, New York City, Boston, Nova Scotia then arced over the Atlantic (which is really huge) then came in under Ireland and England right into Paris. Todd and Kevin lucked out and had lots of room around them, I was crammed in next to a really nice Indian girl traveling to India. It took right at 8 hrs to fly that part. We taxied around the Paris airport (which is also huge) for about 30 minutes before the plane finally let us off with only about 15 minutes to get Todd's boarding pass and get on the plane.
It was crazy- I got held up at the security checkpoint and had everything searched and everybody was yelling at me in "Paris-talk", while Todd was running thru the airport with no shoes on trying to get back to the plane, and Kevin had went ahead to try to get the plane to wait on us. Everything worked out, but we were literally the last 3 people that boarded. The 2 guitars didn't make it on that flight.
We were told on the plane to Casablanca that the flight was about 50 minutes- we must have misunderstood, because we kept flying and flying- turned out it was a couple of hours and 50 min. The first 30 minutes of the flight was one big roller-coaster and I got pretty airsick. I really thought I was gonna have to use an airsick bag, until I picked it up and it looked like it had already been used a little. I sat next to a little old Moroccan woman who couldn't speak English. She just tried to be sympathetic by nodding and hand gestures. Todd once again had a bunch of room around him.
We just found the guitars and they are being shipped to the Fez airport for us, so we are leaving the Casablanca airport and heading to the train station. -Michael
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