Off to Gay Paris
18.10.2015 - 18.10.2015
Day 6 and we are off to Paris
Up at 3am and out of the apartment by 3:45.
I was surprised that there were a few people out and about, including one young couple trying to walk straight, alternately staggering and holding each other. That reminded me that Friday night in Reykjavik is known for partying. The tradition is to travel from pub to pub until the last one closes.
I was surprised at how busy the highway was to the airport, about a 45 minute drive. We arrived a bit early and I dropped Lana off at the airport check in. Dropped the car off at 5am and walked over to departures. We used the machine to get our boarding passes and in the 10 minutes it took us, the baggage drop off line had doubled. It took about half an hour to drop the bags.
Lana decided we should go down to the waiting room at our gate to have coffee so off we trotted. Stood in line in a narrow, humid hall with a lot of other people, only to find that this WAS the boarding gate to the plane, but not ours. Turned around and had coffee upstairs. Sat beside a nice couple from New Zealand and quickly drank our coffee as the wait time to get it was fairly substantial. One of the ladies making the coffee said it is only busy like this in the morning. It looks like most of the flights arrive and depart in the early morning.
I was able to get my VAT back. First time ever! Once you spend over 4000ISK in one place, you can apply to get it back.
Once on the plane we met a nice french man by the name of Yves. He had been in Iceland attending the conference on the changes in the Arctic and its affects on northern countries. He is a presidential aide to the president of France and a scientist studying the changes in the arctic and antarctic. Most of his time is spent in the Arctic and Antarctic. Very interesting fellow. Lana had a nice chat with him, which I wish I had listened in on, because he told her a lot about his work and what was happening.
At Charles De Gaule, he walked with us to the luggage pick up and found out how to get to Blvd Richard Lenoir. Unfortunately Google read it as Rue de Richard Lenoir, so we ended up quite a ways away. Took us 1 1/2 hours to find the place and one block from the door was the Metro Station Richard Lenoir...
While at the luggage pick up two of Yve's collegues came along. Turns out one is a French Senator and one is a geoscientist who works with Yves. Very nice friendly men.
The apartment is very nice with a fairly well appointed kitchen. Our bedroom has its own bathroom but no place to hang towels. The master bedroom had a shower but no toilet, and the washer/dryer. European style dryer, it extracts the water, does not dry like our north american ones. The master bedroom toilet was in the hallway next to our bedroom.
The security in the place is quite incredible. A locked gate to get into the yard, a locked door to get into the foyer, a locked door to get into the hall with the elevators, have to use the key fob to go to your floor, then finally a lock on the door of the apartment. The key costs $180.00 CAD.
We went out for dinner at a small Basserie that allowed smoking. Very unpleasant in the breathing department. Fortunately, the smoker had left by the time our food had arrived, or they opened windows, so it was not as unpleasant while we ate.