The world's largest food court ...
and the world in retrospect ...
We may be that age by the time we rebook our Paris flight. Our connecting carrier to Paris on Saturday rather rudely cancelled our flight, leaving us exiled. My daughter, who is many times more competent and patient than I, is attempting to rebook our flight home. (My patience expired at lunch, when the 20th eaterie on this trip in Germany informed us they didn't take credit cards.)