France surrenders. Again.

And they really didn’t even put up a fight this time.

My jetlag drug study trip finally started yesterday with a pretty ridiculously disorganized gathering at the clinic, a physical and then eventually moving on to the airport for our flight. The flight was actually pretty awesome. Crossing the Atlantic Ocean in a Gulfstream IV is a pretty nice way to fly. If you have the means, I highly recommend it.

We landed at Basel/Mulhouse airport a bit after 6am on Monday morning and headed over to the terminal and down to the immigration and customs facility. It was completely empty. Not an agent to be found. So we just walked in to France – no questions asked. Good times.

It does mean no stamp in my passport, but I will get over that eventually, I think.

The best part is that I get to fly back on the plane in a few days.

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Seth Miller

I'm Seth, also known as the Wandering Aramean. I was bit by the travel bug 30 years ago and there's no sign of a cure. I fly ~200,000 miles annually; these are my stories. You can connect with me on Twitter, Facebook, and LinkedIn.