Paris Charles de Fuckwits
OK, I have a bit of a hate/hate relationship with Air France and Paris CDG airport. I have never had any problem with the French, but something about that place and airline... anyways.

I had to travel to the US, from Edinburgh, and the company booke me on a flight via Paris CDG. My flight landed 5 minutes late at CDG, and the process of transferring at that airport took a further 30 minutes (its such a fucking stupid layout for an airport, you have to bus EVERYWHERE). When I turned up for my transatlantic flight, with 5 minutes to spare, I could see the plane, but they weren't letting anyone on. Aparently they close the flight 20 minutes before the posted time. So I and a number of other disgruntled passengers had to make our way to the customer (lack of)help desk, to find out what to do next. Turned out, that the next flight I could get wasn't for another 6 hours.
When the 6 hours finally passed, I got on the airplane, and the Video system went down on the 777 (quite a common occurence) for most of the passengers, and I spent 8 hours in flight bored out of my fucking skull!

Oh, you thought that was the end didn't you? OH NO!

I landed at JFK, at was supposed to be flying on to Denver that night. As I was 6 hours behind schedule, I had completely missed that flight. To make matters worse, my company had booked the flights on two separate tickets, so I couldn't do anything about that flight. So I had to get a hotel that night, and take a flight out of LaGuardia the next morning.

Oh I am still not done...

When I went to get my luggage at JFK after landing, I was greeted by some helpful fuckwit of AirFrance, who said that my bags didn't make the flight (they had 6 hours to get my bags over for fucks sake!!!!), and that they were inbound the next morning. So here I go to the AirFrance (lack of)help desk in JFK, finding out where the bags where, and when I can get them. They tell me that the bags will arrive at 10am the following day, at JFK. Trouble was, I was flying out of LaGuardia at 8am. So they decided that they'd FedEx my bags over to me in Denver.

All in all, I went 3 and a half days without my bags, had to attend a couple of business meetings in the same f'ing clothes, bar an AirFrance Tee-Shirt, and had an awful time with it.

And finally with Air France. Another time after this, my company made the mistake of booking me with AirFrance again (they don't make this mistake anymore). When flying from JFK to Paris, we came into Northern France, and you couldn't see the ground for the thickest fog you'll ever see. The pilot came into land, and couldn't see the runway, and went around for another try. The next time around, we still couldn't see the runway, but the captain went for it anyway. The problem is, if you cannot see both ends of the runway, you cannot assure that the runway is clear of any planes, and you can't land. But no, our pilot decided to play God with the lives of all 300 of us on the plane. Having been a pilot in a previous life, I KNEW how dangerous this was and was fucking LIVID!!!

To sum up. NEVER FLY AIR FRANCE. EVER!!!!!!!!! They are the cheapest for a reason, they are fucking USELESS.

/rant

Apologies for length/swearing/providing the truth about Air France (actualy forget the last one!)
( DavyBoyInGravyJoy Grey Goose Vodka on Ice, nothing finer, Sun 5 Mar 2006, 3:19, Reply)