Monday, March 22, 2010

The Air France Counter

How much do you say that dog weighs?


Getting a dog across the ocean.
First and foremost the pet and it’s traveling bag must weigh no more than 11 lbs. This would be just fine if we had selected a breed that was truly small. But we had the misfortune to fall in love with a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel and even though she is the runt she really wants to weigh 11lbs with out that dang bag. Weeks of slight decrease in food and exercise do little to get her weight where it is supposed to be.  Then comes flight day and the terrifying confrontation with Air France. Air France only employs beautiful women.  When it comes to rules, there is a direct relationship between degrees of beauty and the rigidity of rules. So we seek out the least beautiful woman at the long counter. We smile a lot and stand in a conciliatory way while they think about what they want to do. We desperately yearn for a major distraction (something more than a stuck zipper and less than a bomb) to break the spell of rules for the least beautiful woman. So far we have snuck by with a few extra ounces. Tom always says its just fine if we can get her over to France. After all, they can keep us out of France, but they can’t keep us in. I always have a sinking feeling when we get to those scales. Last, but not least in this foolishness is the special ticket counter where we have to pay a small fortune just to have the dog be the smallest carry-on item on the plane.  We need our heads examined. Or maybe we should move to France........

3 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Love the cartoon. Jolie is much like a prize fighter or a jockey--can't they make nearly weightless carriers? They don't even hire Americans for Continental in Paris and I had some very "chic" looking Continental ticket agents arguing over whether I should get on the plane to Newark knowing I would face a drive home to Vermont because of a snowstorm. "Stay in Paris for a few more days". I had "Plans" back at home--so I got on the plane and drove to Vermont! Now I know why you guys leave from Montreal :( Looking forward to the lemon cake on April 2--I haven't made one for at least 2 years.:)

Dvora said...

I originally came to Barcelona with a good-sized cat who wouldn't have made it under the Air France restrictions, but the Germans were more generous and he easily passed their weight limit. So if you need to fly with pooch again, try Lufthansa.

Tom and Susan Vieth said...

The dog makes it complicated enough, but then we also have gotten old and crotchety and do whatever it takes to have a direct flight. From now on who knows where we will be flying into and Jolie will stay in Bourdeilles.