CLOSER TO IDEAL
My neck is hurting as the gig of D'espairs Ray is finally put behind: more of it later when I sort it out in my head. But, amazing, amazing. He is .. hot as ice, as my friend reminded me yesterday.
I nearly was left to the airport in Helsinki this morning, when the line to check-in just went on and on.. There was no actual line for our flight, everyone flying Blue1 were in THE SAME QUEUE and what happened?? I was 10min late from check-in and just standing there, nearly having a panicattack, when a lovely lovely (as it seemed that moment) man came and asked if anyone was going to Stockholm. YES YES I AM!!! Then he checked me in, and said that the plane would wait me. AND HEY! I wasn't the only one there. It was a fucking catastrophy. And then I went to security check, with my luggage, went back to put my luggage on the real line.. went to a wrong gate.. then FINALLY, I was sitting in the plane.
After travelling through the airports of London, Milan and Copenhagen, I was happy that this happened to me in Finland. Phew. (But it was badly arranged: three workers of the airport were sick as that lovely man told me, and as said, wherever one was flying to, we were all in the same queue.)
People were happy for my return here, they've got terrible days as one worker has been away for a week. I have a new hat, with cat-ears, and they all were like "WHOAAAH COOOL!" and ofcourse my new college-kind-of-a-shirt was a success also. (Which btw I love deeply. Bought it from Morticia on Saturday.)
Closer to ideal.
I nearly was left to the airport in Helsinki this morning, when the line to check-in just went on and on.. There was no actual line for our flight, everyone flying Blue1 were in THE SAME QUEUE and what happened?? I was 10min late from check-in and just standing there, nearly having a panicattack, when a lovely lovely (as it seemed that moment) man came and asked if anyone was going to Stockholm. YES YES I AM!!! Then he checked me in, and said that the plane would wait me. AND HEY! I wasn't the only one there. It was a fucking catastrophy. And then I went to security check, with my luggage, went back to put my luggage on the real line.. went to a wrong gate.. then FINALLY, I was sitting in the plane.
After travelling through the airports of London, Milan and Copenhagen, I was happy that this happened to me in Finland. Phew. (But it was badly arranged: three workers of the airport were sick as that lovely man told me, and as said, wherever one was flying to, we were all in the same queue.)
People were happy for my return here, they've got terrible days as one worker has been away for a week. I have a new hat, with cat-ears, and they all were like "WHOAAAH COOOL!" and ofcourse my new college-kind-of-a-shirt was a success also. (Which btw I love deeply. Bought it from Morticia on Saturday.)
Closer to ideal.