... And this little voyage, or Amazing Race if you will, is going to start out by being a comedy.
You see southern Finland is going to be hit by a complete shitstorm around 5am. The weather forecast is basically telling ppl to stay home and go shovel some snow once an hour so you won't get snowed in. My flight should be in the air at 0910. The fun part is that currently the flights are 2h behind schedule already at the airport. Gotta hope the Plowkings can clear the runways and the melting vehicles work fast tomorrow.
I have no problems with a slight delay or anything, but, I have exactly one hour to get my ass on the connection flight that lifts off in Frankfurt. And as the snowstorm will delay the plane over here, my spider sense is telling me my ass is not going be on the connection flight from Frankfurt to Katowice. Plus my luggage will probably be somewhere on the runway or on its way to Dallas or something, since Hans und Horst doesn't know in which plane to put my grey suitcase since the connecting flight is long gone. Eventually I'll be probably getting a pocket warm sandwich as a "sorry 'bout this but ya know the weather mkay?" and getting a later flight to Katowice during the day. Plus I will be wearing the same clothes atleast til wednesday since only Horst and maybe Hans knows where the fuck my socks and underwear are travelling on the globe.
As you see I am already completely cynical about how thing will go, starting in 8h.
If I'm not posting before, say about 16h, it means something weird has happened and I'm on time and happily in my hotelroom with all my things. Or, the plane fell down. But if you see me online before that, you can wait for a nice big rant. Or a drunk update if I'm in a lounge having free beers.
Peace.
You see southern Finland is going to be hit by a complete shitstorm around 5am. The weather forecast is basically telling ppl to stay home and go shovel some snow once an hour so you won't get snowed in. My flight should be in the air at 0910. The fun part is that currently the flights are 2h behind schedule already at the airport. Gotta hope the Plowkings can clear the runways and the melting vehicles work fast tomorrow.
I have no problems with a slight delay or anything, but, I have exactly one hour to get my ass on the connection flight that lifts off in Frankfurt. And as the snowstorm will delay the plane over here, my spider sense is telling me my ass is not going be on the connection flight from Frankfurt to Katowice. Plus my luggage will probably be somewhere on the runway or on its way to Dallas or something, since Hans und Horst doesn't know in which plane to put my grey suitcase since the connecting flight is long gone. Eventually I'll be probably getting a pocket warm sandwich as a "sorry 'bout this but ya know the weather mkay?" and getting a later flight to Katowice during the day. Plus I will be wearing the same clothes atleast til wednesday since only Horst and maybe Hans knows where the fuck my socks and underwear are travelling on the globe.
As you see I am already completely cynical about how thing will go, starting in 8h.
If I'm not posting before, say about 16h, it means something weird has happened and I'm on time and happily in my hotelroom with all my things. Or, the plane fell down. But if you see me online before that, you can wait for a nice big rant. Or a drunk update if I'm in a lounge having free beers.
Peace.
