grey marble

August 10, 2005


Seville, France

I'm planning my trip to Paris and Morocco. I had had romantic notions of arriving in Morocco by sea, crossing the Straits of Gibralter on a ferry and landing at Tangiers. Using internet search engines, the ticket was proving to be expensive. Cherry suggested I call Orbitz to see if they could help find a better route.

The representative was curteous. I told her I was looking to fly from New York to Paris, then from Paris to Seville, and then from Casablanca back to New York. She said it would be a minute and asked if I could be put on hold. I said yes and then listened to the choppy piped in classical music. A few minutes later she returned. "I'm having some trouble with your itinerary," she said. "It's the flight from Paris, France, to Seville, France." "Oh, I'm sorry," I said. "Seville, Spain." She laughed and apologized. "I don't do many international bookings."
Posted by eku at August 10, 2005 8:43 AM
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