An American in Paris: Part 1

"That's My Cue"
Overall, the trip was very nice. We has a good time and Paris is a lovely city. However, I feel like I spent and enormous amount of time waiting to get there and even once I was there, waiting in line (cue).
Originally, I was to fly out of Charlotte at 2:30, fly into Philly and from there to Paris. Well, US Air being the competent dears they are, didn't let that happen. Long story short: after waiting at the gate, a gate change, lots of misinformation, and 1 1/2 hours in line at the check-in counter, I miraculously got booked on the 4:30 flight direct to Paris. Oh, look. It's 4:20 now. What?!?! So the check-in counter lady runs me to the front of the security line (which was very long), I hurry through and am running down the concourse - just like you see int he movies! I'm completely out of breath as I hand my boarding pass to the agent. Whew! A 7+ hour flight later and I finally arrived at the hotel around 8:00 am Paris time (2:00 am EST) and took a much needed nap.
That night, Steve and I were both tired after our evening out and decided to call it an early night, so we got on the train at 9:45, hoping to be back in the room by 10:45. Nope. We got stuck on the train and it was hot and stuffy and this couple next to us was making out! Ugh! We didn't get in until 12:00 am PT (Paris time).
Other time "well spent" in line included waiting for Steve to finish work and get back to the room, standing in line 45 minutes to buy a train (subway) ticket, multiple train delays on Friday, and standing in line to go up the Eiffel tower. Add that to the 8+ hour flight home, and I spent a third of the trip waiting.
Want to hear about the rest of the trip? Sorry. You'll have to wait for that.