8:30 pm Philadelphia time, somewhere over the Atlantic - dusk.
The first flight was uneventful - our time in the Philly airport was short, but the plane to Paris was an hour late taking off. No problem.
We've had our airline dinner and the Seth Roger 'Green Hornet' is showing.
I look out my window at the growing twilight, deep blue above, nursing a Jack Daniels on ice. This is all pretty good.
We land in Paris in six hours. Hope to sleep at least a little. Very happy.