It’s been almost four hours now.
I’m still waiting at CDG Airport.
The plane isn’t flying!
I’m not surprised, since this kind of thing happens often, but the announcements have changed again and again, and there’s still no sign of departure.
So I went back to the bar where I had my first drink, and that’s where I met Caron.
She’s a madam with a wonderful smile and a short haircut that suits her perfectly.
Of course, we greeted each other, and before long we naturally started talking.
She’s one of Air France’s flying crew members, and she had just arrived and was having a drink at a friend’s bar before heading home.
Well, I guess thanks to the cyberattack, I got to meet her — so maybe that’s not so bad!

The photo shows the piston that broke during the Bol d’Or.
At that point, there was nothing more we could do at the track.
Sorry!