Linda had made our arrangements to fly out of Newark and Earl agreed to drive us in his van. We had an evening flight on Air France but, rather than sit around at home watching the clock, we headed out at about noon, stopping for lunch along the way. Of course, in spite of a leisurely lunch, we were at Newark earlier then necessary and because we breezed through security, we had a bunch of time to chill at the gate. Push back of AF 19 was essentially on time but due to air traffic flow control, we spend about an hour on the taxiway before takeoff but that’s the way it goes somewhere. The only real issue on the flight, other than its unavoidable length, was the presence of a large group of teen-aged kids whose chaperones chose to ignore the tremendous noise they made all night long. Lin and I were fortunate in that our ANR headsets blocked out much of the noise; Helen and Earl were not as lucky.