After a delay of 1 day due to an air traffic controller strike…which was called off..we flew out on Thursday April 25 at 2:40 pm. My friend Pat and I flew together out of San Francisco airport. The day started out great with lunch at the SFO AIRPORT. 
After some drama over London, the flight arrived mostly on time at 10:15 am. After a 10 hour flight with 3 small meals of strangely spicy food we started our descent toward Paris. Suddenly about 45 minutes out a lady toward the back of the plane started screaming that her husband, who was a relatively you man, stopped breathing. So 4 flight attendants and 2 or 3 doctors and nurses that were on board rushed back to assist. The good news is that he was revived and with help of the ENTs was able to walk off the plane when we got to Paris.
At the Paris airport, we rode a strange and very long moving side walk that actually went up a few small hills remaining as a ramp to arrive at the customs area.
Finally getting through customs we headed the find out about trains into Paris and metro to our Airbnb studio apartment .
To make a long story short, taking the metro in Paris with bags is a very bad idea. The larger stations have escalators and elevators but the smaller ones don’t. So our final stop at Republique, we lugged our two bags each up the stairs with the help of many very kind Parisians.
After arriving in Paris at the airport at 10:30 am, we and just made it to meet our Airbnb host at 2pm. And of course more stairs. After 2 flights up a curved stairway in an old 4 story French building and I was glad I brought my ice packs
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