Perhaps for those who enjoy butter and cheese saturation, can bear more than a ounce of pretension and an atmosphere of anti-Anglo-Saxon paranoia, and don't mind the transport strike du jour, I suppose.

I, however, will pass. In fact, I refuse to fly through CDG or even through French airspace, when possible. After all, you never know when French ATC will get bored and decide to authorize a little extra vacation time for themselves on the spur of the moment.