Step 1: Decide to go to Paris. Fly direct. Treat yourself to an aisle seat on Delta, because that's how big money momma rolls. Drink as much free wine as you can get away with without the flight attendants starting to give you the side eye.
Step 2: Take 40 minutes of deplaning, a 20 minute bus ride to the terminal only to get horrifically lost in Charles de Gaulle trying to find the agreed-upon meeting spot with your boyfriend. Later, realize this is not uncommon when you google "is charles de gaulle the worst airport in the world" and find 2,170,000 results.
Step 3: Eat your face off. It's Thanksgiving, and you're a bit sad you're not there for the best American holiday of all time, but then you eat ten pieces of cheese and a giant charcuterie board and duck confit and you're all like vive la France down with America!
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