“Imagine a town with two airports,” the old man chuckled, leaning against his cane. “That’s Mitry-Mory for you!” The Chemin de Mitry, a seemingly ordinary road, stretches before us, a silent witness to the transformations of this once-sleepy town. The Chemin de Mitry, far from the glamour of central Paris, holds a unique tale. This unassuming path, now a part of Tremblay-en-France, lies on the fringes of aviation history. For Mitry-Mory, just a stone’s throw away, boasts a peculiar claim to fame: a town intertwined with not one, but two airports. Long before the roar of jumbo jets filled the skies, Mitry-Mory had its own airfield, a hub of early aviation dreams. But fate, it seems, had grander plans. The construction of the Charles de Gaulle Airport, a behemoth of modern travel, swept in, claiming a significant chunk of Mitry-Mory’s land, including the old airfield. The Chemin de Mitry, a silent observer, saw it all: the rise and fall of the old, the dawn of the new. Today, as we stand here, the echoes of those bygone days mingle with the distant hum of planes taking flight, a testament to Mitry-Mory’s enduring connection to the sky. The Chemin de Mitry, a humble road with an extraordinary story.
Église Notre-Dame de l’Air
Beneath what appears to be a simple stone and wood structure lies a history interwoven with faith aviation and community.