OPINION

ABBY MAE PARKINSON

Travelling through the twilight zone

I’m back at home in France at last. As professional athletes we are always on the road – I probably get on more flights than buses – so we are pretty familiar with the whole hustle and bustle of the airport. However, traveling back to France at this time was absolutely a once-in-a-lifetime experience in terms of strangeness.

Firstly, the airport was dead. No other cars were in the drop-off