As well as (another) planned national strike France is currently on high terrorist alert.
Our Plane bounced into Carcassonne airport in Driving rain and high winds. It is a long walk to the terminal building which is really a large holding pen. As we hurried through the wind and rain a friendly french man called us all to a halt.
Startled and soaking we looked at him questioningly. He ignored us with an imperial gesture and kept us waiting in the rain until we were soaked to the skin.
A soggy group of dripping pensioners is not a pretty sight and when they warm up they start to smell funny! We were finally released to hobble into the baggage reclaim area. There before my eyes was my lovely husband come to greet me. As lovely as that was i was rather concerned that he was inside the security 'controlled' area. He had just walked straight in through the 'out ' door that was stuck open. No one challenged him and he didnt even have his passport! Good to know we are all in good hands!
