I hate corn mazes and avoid them at all costs, yet I'm stuck flying through Charles de Gaulle twice per year and that might be worse. There is no rhyme or reason to how that God forsaken airport is laid out, signs send you backwards, forwards and around, escalators take you up to just take you down again and corridors lead to more corridors which lead to long inter-airport security checks. It's like walking into one of those tripy posters with the staircase that connect to each other that your acids dropping college neighbor had on his wall, except there his high was better.
I hate this place with the fervor of a thousand horny bulls which is appropriate be a use the food they serve all tastes like bull balls.
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