Au revior Berlin, bonjour Paris! We've finally come full circle, returning to the city where it all began.
This morning's flight was a bit dodgy as the unsettled weather in Paris meant gusting winds as we were landing. We were probably only a couple of hundred feet from the ground when a gust caught the wings and the pilot immediately dropped the throttle, taking us back up to try it all over again. We've never experienced turbulence quite like we had on this flight before, so we were extra happy when we finally landed safely. The crew seemed undeterred, even enjoying a good laugh about the proceedings, while the passengers were eerily silent throughout before sharing a collective sigh of relief on the ground.
The rest of the afternoon we spent strolling through the local neighborhoods, collecting the basic necessities for our fantastic picnic dinner. The bread, the cheese, the wine: why would anyone leave?