Finally made it back to Paris after some drama

I was anxiously waiting for the guy that had my passport to bring it back to me. It didn't feel very comfortable without identification so I just hung out in the hotel. My flight to Paris was at 3:30PM and the driver told me that he would be there to pick me up at 2:00, already cutting it close. The driver finally showed up at 3:00 to bring me to the airport. On the ride, I told him that I'd never make it and the flight was already boarding...He said nothing. At the airport I was escorted through security to check-in, but of course everyone was already gone...I had missed my flight and was now stuck at the Beirut airport. I asked about the next flight and found it wasn't until 2:00AM. I just sat down and accepted the fact that I was probably going to be sitting in that seat for the next ten hours of my life. The man that arranged for my SA Visa, brought a woman (Eliane) over that flies as attendant on a 727 for the same guy I'll be flying... She was in Beirut for the same purpose. I have no idea why they did not hook us up in the first place since she spoke Arabic and was such a help with the locals (possibly because she is Muslim and they have all those pesky men and women rules). Eliane made a few phone calls and a driver was on his way to bring me to the hotel.

I made the later flight and took a huge breath of fresh air at 5:45AM when walking off the plane in Paris. As you can see, the scene outside this hotel is a little more inviting than the last. I am enjoying this experience so far and can't wait to meet the crew and see the airplane today. For now I'll let them sleep in.