In safe and sound, after a 75-minute delay in CDG because of problems with the hydraulics! Customs snagged our sausages, which we bought in duty-free as gifts for our fathers. This peeved me to no end. Amy was already peeved when the second security point at CDG took her jars of mustard and jelly from her carryon (we didn’t want to risk them breaking in the checked-in bags).

Anyway, I’m rolling down the street to grab us a pizza. Maybe we’ll watch baseball and be all American. Even though my Yankees got knocked out in the first round of the playoffs today. Grr.

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