My row-mate is passed out and the two small children across
from me are crying. My boy Hugh
Jackman was on screen in his Oscar winning role as a fake boxer in “Real Steel,”
but they shut the movie off. Killin me Iberia Airlines! Also, I was trying to
catch the sunrise over the Atlantic but an older sassy lady that lives in Spain
was trying to sleep, and she had window privileges. Borrrrinnggg.
Anywho, jump to later on, first flight went great (minus my
butt being in serious pain), second flight was okay, and then, right after I
picked up my bags, I caught a break! A girl in her mid-twenties and her guy
friend were on both flights with me, and through a series of half-French,
half-English convos they found out that I basically had no idea how I was
getting from the airport to my host family. So, they showed me how to do the metro thing, I rode with
them half way to their destination and split off, and voilà, I’m sitting in my
new room without having to pay taxi fares. New friends on day one, noice!
Goodnight!
Glad to hear you are catching breaks already, bud
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