Our flight to Charlotte arrived early, meaning we didn’t have to rush between gates on different concourses. We also had some time to check out the dining options, and for the first time in the United States, I saw a Brioche Dorée.
The Brioche Dorée in Montpellier used to be my go-to for breakfast on Sundays when all the decent boulangeries were closed. In the Charlotte store, Kathryn had a blueberry cheese danish that she enjoyed thoroughly.
We’ve now boarded our flight to Manchester, New Hampshire. The agent in Phoenix briefly mistook us going to Manchester, England, but the American Airlines app shows our bags are on the same aircraft we’re on.