Paris Trip – Day Four

Running on Empty Gas

It was time to head back home. Paris would be missed sorely by each and every one of us. The trip had been really great experience as we learnt more about Muslim heroes then we had previously known. The morning started with going back to our favorited café and buying what would be our last breakfast. We all brought a big crème cake for breakfast, determine to junk out since it would be our last time at the café. After grabbing the food, time was limited. The next morning we had to leave early to make sure we made it to the airport on time which was an hour away. We also had to make sure the car was returned with a full tank, so a quick stop to the petrol station was imminent. I was nervous so I shouted out “full gas to the renters!!!”, which was greeted with a strange look, but I knew what I meant.


Having already pre-packed the suitcases, we said our final goodbyes to the hotel that hosted us for the last four days. For the very last time (Or what was supposed to be) I was squashed in the backseat of the car as we headed to the nearest Petrol station for gas. Although, there was a problem. 


There was a huge queue. And no diesel. 
Okay, no problem. Adil turned around and went to another petrol station except…
There was another huge queue. And the diesel ran out half way. 

What was unknown to us at the time and what we only found out when we got back to the UK was that there was a petrol/gas strike in Paris that day and there was a limited supply of diesel. We quickly rushed from station to station trying to not waste time as our flight time was closing in on us on all sides. 

However, by the time we managed to get petrol an hour and a half had past. We tried to drive as fast as we could to the airport but it was far too late. 

We got to Beauvais-Tillé Airport, the airport we were originally supposed to leave from. We ran like the wind!!! towards the plane…. We could still see our plane on the runway we thought after this crazy nightmare of a last journey we have finally made it. Loose and Jen ran to the desk to check us in as Adil handed in the car and the rest of us made a mad scramble for our luggage. Just as we were about to reach the other guys we saw Loose and Jen running towards us “what the hell are they doing” I thought “The plane’s the other way”. Out of breath they both broke the news to us…….”Sorry guys we can’t board the plane the last check in time was 40 minutes before the flight” no way!!! After all that circus we missed our flight and then we had to go through the heartbreak of watching our flight leave without us. We all wanted to cry it was such a shock.

From there, it was a lot of arguing and trying to figure out what to do, there was no time to feel sorry for ourselves we had to put another plan into action. It took a while and a trip to Starbucks, we looked at our options and there was a flight leaving Charles de Gaulle Airport – Paris's main international airport in 4 hours we had to make it to that, the only problem with that was it was another hour away

Back in the car. And back on the road.
Arriving at the new airport, ahead of time, we quickly got through customs, just when we thought that we had gone through the worst of it the lady informs us that the flights are going to cost us over £250 each person and that is even before we put on the luggage, Adil’s face was like he wanted to fly away like peter pan going back to never never land!!! But we overcame that and sourcing the tickets that alchemy covered so then again we run through customs and just as we are checking in our luggage we hear an alarm go off and people panicking and rushing towards us in a large group there is a lot of tension in the air and and police with guns and the army are running through the airport. A voice on the tannoy in English is heard saying “We need to evacuate the airport as a suspect package has been found and could possibly be a terrorist attack” David started hyperventilating and was in full blown panic mode……Adil looked at Sanny and Loose and the look said “What the hell is going on please somebody save me”………thankfully after 30 minutes it was confirmed that it was a false alarm and we began to go through check in.

Arriving at the new airport, ahead of time, we quickly got through customs, just when we thought that we had gone through the worst of it the lady informs us that the flights are going to cost us over £250 each person and that is even before we put on the luggage, Adil’s face was like he wanted to fly away like peter pan going back to never never land!!! But we overcame that and sourcing the tickets that alchemy covered so then again we run through customs and just as we are checking in our luggage we hear an alarm go off and people panicking and rushing towards us in a large group there is a lot of tension in the air and and police with guns and the army are running through the airport. A voice on the tannoy in English is heard saying “We need to evacuate the airport as a suspect package has been found and could possibly be a terrorist attack” David started hyperventilating and was in full blown panic mode……Adil looked at Sanny and Loose and the look said “What the hell is going on please somebody save me”………thankfully after 30 minutes it was confirmed that it was a false alarm and we began to go through check in.

Waiting at the airport, me and Jen brought two last macarons from France for the very last time. We ate them in ten seconds flat. 

Once boarded, we waved France goodbye.  
The journey back was a sombre one so different to the one we made 4 days earlier from Manchester that was full of excitement and adventure. Nothing much was said on the way back but we all knew what the other was feeling. I think the day was the most testing for all of us as a group the trip had been full of adventures and uncovering so many hidden facts about the project that we could use but I still wish we made our flight. All in all the trip was an unbelievable experience and one that we all took valuable lessons from. 

au revoir mes amis !!