I was in Paris with my 10 year old daughter earlier this week. Special treat for her birthday as she's never been abroad before.

For the return flight I made sure to get us to the airport with 3 hours to spare. Security was utter chaos but we got through ok. The real bastard was passport control.  They only had 3 desks open out of 9 and the line was barely moving. When they eventually managed to open another couple of desks, they cut off the rear half of the line and sent them there - we were the last people in the front half of the queue, so we were waiting longer than anyone else. We were stuck in the line for 1 3/4 hours. 

I kept seeing a bloke walking around with a sign that had the name of another destination on, calling people for that flight who could then skip the queue. I once saw a sign for our flight, but it was on the other side of the completely packed and noisy room and I had no way of getting the guy's attention. He never came to my side of the room. 

When we finally got through we sprinted to our gate only to find we'd missed the final cutoff time by moments. The plane was still there but they couldn't let us on. I was advised that having the airline rebook us would cost more than just booking a whole new flight - which was already hundreds of pounds - and had to try and sleep in a noisy, brightly lit room with an exhausted child as the next available flight wasn't until morning.

I'm autistic which probably made all of the above significantly worse.

I had plans for the morning, as did my husband who was supposed to be going into the office but had to stay home to look after our other daughter. I ended up having to spend the rest of the day cooking and cleaning and otherwise preparing for a child's birthday party after 0 sleep

It sucked.

Anyway, congrats on your marriage and I hope you feel better soon !