Actually, in one way it did turn out to be fun! The flight attendant came around during one of the 12 dinners (yeah, Air France seems to ALWAYS be servings something to eat, some of it I could identify, other not sure WHAT it was other than "Gourmet"), and offered me some fine French wine. Well, being the diplomatic type that I am, I politely declined and she decided to press the issue. "Does Monsieur not like French wine?" So I said nice, "No, I rather prefer a good GERMAN wine, thank you!" Well, they put the plane on autopilot and 2 husky Flight Attendants came back and prepared to throw me out the Emergency Exit, when, sensing disaster, I lied and blurted out, "But I have Deux Chaveux at home in my garage, Vive La France!" OK, well, maybe I did make that last part up, but I did tell her I preferred German wine at which point she loudly announced to everyone (including a German family 2 rows ahead of me who sat like Church Mice-COWARDS!!!!!) that "Monsieur does not like French wine, but prefers German wine (spit) instead! What a shame!!" Could I have figured out how to turn a French Flag upside down (how does one turn the Tri-colour upside down?), I would have...
