Friday, August 16, 2013

27/7: Airports and airplanes

My grandmother from Iceland had just arrived yesterday and had stayed with my brother in Copenhagen and we picked them up on the way to the airport. I got an hour with her and it was like no time had passed at all, other than the fact that she was a few shades more tanned than she had been in May. And then I was saying goodbye to everyone so that I could catch my airplane. My first plane was for Istanbul, that takes 3 hours and 15 minutes or is at least supposed to, we were about ten minutes early which I couldn’t have cared less for because there was still five hours until my next airplane would leave. The ride was very uneventful and I spend it on thinking and reading a book that I had just bought, it is rather odd how I can never seem to buy the first book in a series when I am at an airport, the last time I bought number two and four and this time I bought the last in a trilogy. When I arrived in Istanbul I found a Starbucks and bought myself something I drink so that I could sit there because I could not see my gate before an hour before it was supposed to takeoff so I had no idea where to go. When the next airplane finally left it took a further 6 hours and 55 minutes before I was in Kilimanjaro airport, which means that I wasn’t there before around 3 or 4 am. On the plane I got to watch two of my favorite movies: August Rush and Freedom Writers. When I got to the airport I had to fill in all the information so that I could get a visa and actually get the visa which wasn’t all that hard I was just very tired. Outside in the cold night air two strange men with a Projects Abroad sign were waiting for me to take me to my accommodation. It had completely slipped my mind that they would be driving in the other (by other I mean wrong) side of the road, so I have to get used to that. Though we drove around 60-70-80 km/h the entire way we still overtook so many other cars that I lost count and almost nobody took off the high lights, so my driver had a good time blinking at almost all of them, so it was fun though I could see nothing out of the windows because it was still so dark. By the time I arrived and in bed it was almost 6 am, the time where I have usually started working this summer.  

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