Just time for a visit to la cave à bulles to fill my suitcase before going to the airport. I had e-mailed Simon beforehand, so he knew I was coming. I remembered his request from last year, so I had even brought along an Imperial Brown Ale from Nøgne Ø for him.
It is very pleasant to be in the company of real beer enthusiasts, and Simon knows excactly what he is doing. Personal advice for all customers in the shop, and, as all the beers are carefully selected, you are likely to get excactly what you need.
A fine range of French beers, a few imports such as Mikkeller and BrewDog and some Belgians.
No need to look closely at the imports, I just asked about new beers and the table soon held a dozen French craft beers which were then carefully packed in bubble wrap at no extra cost.
Simon tried to call me a taxi, as my luggage was getting quite heavy by now. I had bought a bag full of food as well…
No taxis to be had, but the shop is just two blaocs away from the rail station with direct conenctions to the main airport. I dragged my loot through the streets, down the escalator and into the train. I was perspirating freely by now. It did not help that the air conditioning was turned off in the train compartment and that is was packed.
But I made it to the airport, the luggage survived all the way home and I have some hand picked treasures to enjoy when I please. Still, there are occations when I wonder why I bother.
One could, possibly, argue for travelling lignt and drinking beer close to the source. Some other time, maybe.