We arrived home later than expected, caught up in the air-controllers strike, fortunate to have our flight only delayed by 4-5 hours.
I can't complain and would rather that air-controllers were well-paid and happy with their working conditions. Lyon Airport isn't the worst airport in the world to get stuck in either. I would have preferred it was Istanbul, as that is surely my favourite airport so far - free wifi and good food.
Lyon had great food. We took the risk and paid 14euro for a main at the brasserie there. It was the best airport meal ever however ... we surely paid for it. We had tried the cheap route earlier in the day but it was 7 euro for a bag of potato chips and 2 bottles of water.
We knew Belgium had 22 celsius but, of course, that did involve flying through a bumpy band of grey cloud and into rain. Kind of 'tropical', if you really want to stretch the meaning of tropical.
Today has been all about unpacking, cleaning the house, and getting back on task with the photo-processing I couldn't do on holiday. I'm pleased with how it's going but missing Doussard's mountains and surrounds.
The work in process ...