Blabbercamel

… Mi casa

I’m back after a long week in Athens, all went well no issues at the office, no problems in or out of the office , if only it was 100% perfect

Every time I pass via Paris I have problems, this time it was no exception (I’m starting to get pessimistic ), Airfrance cancelled my flight from Paris to Montpellier without proposing any replacement flight, so I called the office and asked to book the 8pm train but some things just don’t come out as wanted, my trip from Athens got delayed 30-45 minutes, and in Paris they delayed the luggage 45 minutes, I was left with less than 30 minutes to reach Gare de Lyon from CDG Airport (impossible to do at 3am driving a Ferrari with diplomatic immunity) so I decided to go to a hotel and spend a night in Paris and get the first train in the morning (I really wanted to go home!!!)

Got to the station and tried to get the ticket early (just in case I woke late), it was impossibile, the queues were extremely long and the people behind the counter were rally uncooperative and unhelpful so I left thinking that at 7am it would be better.

I got to the hotel, and decided to go and have a quick bite to eat, got out searching for McDonalds or something similar and it turns out that they aren’t in that sector of the city (bummer) and I had to walk to Bastille to get something (I wanted something quick since I was extremely tired).

Next morning (Thanks to my guardian angel for waking me up ) I went to the station to get the ticket, waited in line and when my turn came up I told the lovely lady behind the counter that I had a reservation in my name, the discussion went as following;

Me : Good morning, I have a ticket reserved in my name (and hand my ID)

Her: What is your reservation code?

Me : Uhhh… I don’t have it, it’s surly in my e-mail and I don’t have access to it right now. Can you please use my name?

Her: No code no ticket, I can’t search by name!

Me : ??? But my company reserved the ticket in my name, you can search it via the computer!

Her: No! no code no ticket!

Me : OK! FINE! give me a ticket to Montpellier on the earliest possible train.

Her: [clicks on the keyboard] Not possible, there are no available seats.

There is where I lost it, she was extremely lucky that she was behind reinforced glass or I would have killed her, to make a long story short I ran around to find a hotspot and thanked GOD that I had enough battery for my laptop to get the code, ran back to the lady and give her the code and she prints out the ticket.

Anyway I’m back home since 1pm yesterday ~yay~ recovering and sleeping my head off