Hedfan i Baris

Aethon ni i Baris, via Amsterdam. Ffeindiais i allan, rhy hwyr, y gallwn ni wedi bwcio hedfan yn syth i Baris o Gaerdydd. Camgymeriadau yn digwydd. Dw i'n meddwl ei fod e'n bwysig beth dych chi'n gwneud ar ôl y camgymeriad. (Ar ôl cicio eich hunan wrth gwrs). Yn lle hedfan byr i Baris, cawson ni dwy hedfan a llawer o amser ar ein daith. Treuliais i llawer o amser gyda'n gilydd. Ymlacion ni a darllenon ni llyfrau. Cawson ni ein cwrdd ar Maes Awyr Charles de Gaulle gan ein ffrind Tamara.  Gyrrodd hi ni i'w fflat yn yr Onzième Arrondisement.  Treulion ni awr gyda hi a'i gŵr Zhal'mêd cyn amser gwely  Edrchon ni mlaen at treulio amser gyda nhw dros  penwthnos..

We went to Paris, via Amsterdam. I found out, too late, that we could have booked to fly straight to Paris from Cardiff. Mistakes happen. I think it's important what do you do after the mistake. (After kicking yourself of course). Instead of a short flight to Paris, we had two flights and a lot of time on our trip. We spent a lot of time together. We relaxed and read books. We were met at Charles de Gaulle Airport by our friend Tamara. She drove us to her flat in the Onzième Arrondisement. We spent an hour with her and her husband Zhal'mêd before bedtime. We looked forward to spending time with them over the weekend.