Paris croissant

One minute I am wandering through the clouds of dust in Kathmandu, talking with a young man from Israel about his trek into Dolpo, Tibetan regions of Nepal, climbing in Jordan, and Jerusalem, the next minute it is 6:00 am and I am eating a chocolate croissant in Paris. OK, it is CDG airport, but still Paris, and one of my favorite airports, lots of shopping, everyone speaks French, I just have to trade in namaste with the folded hands and slight bow for merci, hand me another baguette...