The Brompton must be oiled for the winter. Until the next year it’s going to be stored folded and greased.
21 October 2017, Marseille
“You can pick your own illusions”
For a change, I have abandoned the big US air carriers (Delta, United and American) for Norwegian. It seems a better choice if you fly like me: no bags, late in the evening, selective touch-screen menu ordering, and 30% cheaper.
The other thing is that Norwegian flies the modern Boeing 878 aircraft that keep the air pressure close to the sea level. Which means no dry nose / headache, less jet lag.
The American tails at Los Angeles. Thanks, but no thanks.
Modern wings are curvy!
This is my Norwegian Boeing 787-8. Edvard Munch on the tail. (SCREAM)
The head section looks like a red condom. But it works!
While most of the LAX airport looks like a ghetto, the international section, or the Tom Bradley Terminal, is modern and efficient.
Finally, in Paris. A short stay at the Hyatt before submerging myself into la France profonde.