Today, when I was going back home form the Uni, I got a ride from a really friendly retired pilot.
While still working, he was often transporting VIPs.
Once, when he was heading to small airport nearby Paris, to take a plane and fly to pick up Edouard Leclerc, he saw on the Ringroad (at Porte d'Orleans) a hitchhiker with "Nice" sign. He picked him up and they started talking about more or less whatever.
Few moments later the hitchhiker realises:
- Why do you turn out of the highway? Hey, that's not the right way to Nice!