Originally Posted by blairvanhorn

There was a gentleman sitting in front of us traveling with his young son and two daughters. He disappeared into the lavs just after take-off from Roissy and strutted back to his seat in the CL pajamas; he was rather short and rotund, so the fit wasn't that great and we thought all he needed was a pair of big floppy shoes and he would have been set for the circus.

I was leafing through that day's FT before dinner and I stumbled upon a half-page article on the man seated in front of us: Carlos Ghosn