Once again, to placate Jenny who stresses if we have to rush, we headed off to Paris Nord about 7.00am. That way we had plenty of time to find where to buy our train tickets to Orly and to find the right platform and train. It was a bit complicated so it was good to have plenty of time. We were on a train by 7.30am and boy was it crowded! We got our suitcases and us off though and onto the Orlyval shuttle as the sun was finally rising and got to the terminal by 8.20am. We checked in the suitcases and were JUST on our allowable kilos, then headed upstairs to the departure lounge for breakfast – the last of the croissants/pan chocolats and hot chocolates. Through multiple passport checks etc and then finally onto the plane.
Every seat around us was filled with Australians - the most Australian accents we have heard for a while – most people had taken advantage of the cheap Paris airfares like us but had gone off all over the place – whilst we had done western France and England, others had done Germany/Austria and the snow or just enjoyed Paris. Unfortunately we had a couple from Queensland with their three young sons right behind us who did not shut up for the whole flight – Darcy and Austin (3? 4?) continually kicked the seat, banged their trays, shouted, cried and whined for the entire 13 hours whilst Daddy put his headphones and ignored them and Mummy cajoled them with either cries of “Look, look out the window!” or with chips, lollies and books. (I felt like saying ‘Enough with the sugar and additives for god’s sakes give them some Phenurgen!!!”) Suffice to say we didn’t get a wink of sleep and felt absolutely shattered by the time we finally arrived in KL. I would have paid any money to get a taxi and get to a bed so we coughed up and 45 minutes later were on the steps of the Shangri-La by 7am. THANK GOD they had a room available so we stumbled upstairs and prayed the bell-hop would stop showing us where everything was and then fell into bed.
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