I arrived at GE’s Paris apartments on 18 November, 2009, at 20.30 hrs, after a flight on a corporate jet from Westchester County Airport. I felt awful; a nasty flu was getting the better of me and I wanted nothing other than NyQuil Severe Cold and Flu medicine and bed. I remember the date because the French had other ideas, despite my informing the maitre d’ hotel very clearly, “ne pas déranger !”
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