The AirFrance lady refused to check my bags all the way through insisting that I would have better luck just getting them at CDG and running to check them in again with US Air even though the airlines have agreements to check bags through. I ran. I missed the mark for baggage check by 2 minutes. They would have checked me in but the luggage was already closed. So thanks, AirFrance person.

I am now going to take today’s identical flight. We’ll see how it works this time.

The collage travelogue I’m working on is very satisfactory. I’m using any kind of free literature I find laying around while I move about the planet. It’s very fun to put things in a light that is so tainted by the sort of corporate and commercial images we’re bombarded with on a regular basis. It’s also neat to see how my attention will fall on a word or image. Ah, introspection. The best airport pastime.