Paris, France
Connecting through CDG. Husband and I are standing behind a couple in their twenties.
Her: “Why is the airport named de Gaulle?”
Him: “He’s a famous French guy.”
Her: “Famous for what?”
Him: “I think he invented something for planes…no, that’s not it. He was a chef. He’s famous for some recipe.”
Her: “Oh yeah, I remember that.”
It would be bad enough if they were Americans. BUT THEY WERE FRENCH. (Husband translated.)
