Progress

Surely being able to bribe a Swiss Air hostess, in German, to get a standby seat on a flight converted to a business class ticket can be considered as progress in my language skills? Admittedly I had to sacrifice two of the Belgian chocolates kindly given to me by Bernard and Stijn earlier in the week, but in any case, the experience also served to prove my theory that we should definitely not kill all the Belgians, or at least not the ones that make the chocolates. I suppose it is just a shame that I had insufficient chocolates left to bribe the Air France flight to Pau to not be late. Grrrrrr.