Early afternoon on June 12, the dream to get to this place had been crushed for the second time. Our videographer Jakob and I had just spent seven hours in Hamburg Airport discussing the situation with ground staff, calling the Air France hotline and moving our nine bags of equipment from A to B. And the crazy thing is – we had tickets and reservations for every single one of our bags. It was day two of three attempts to take off and it was a moment of resignation.
Our first attempt to take flight was on the previous day. We showed up at the airport with our luggage three-and-a-half hours before our flight and having written reservations for everything gave me the confidence that we’d be done
