We’ve been in the Paris airport for about little more than two hours. The fog outside is so thick it’s hard to see even the tails of the planes at the gates! After finding our gate for the flight to Marrakech, we wandered to the end of the row and found the giant sleeping kitty surrounded by lounge chairs full of also sleeping humans.

Some OJ and pain au chocolat, and now we’re back at our gate, charging phones, and resisting the almost overwhelming urge to sleep.

Next flight leaves in two hours.

Oh, and yes, I did bite the bullet and bring the owl suitcase.