Short. Again delayed , this week by 30 minutes. Again on the run. Again stewart passes by without asking me if I want something to drink. Got used to it. Was earlier at lounge .Had enough. They anounce that ghis week flight from Munich to Bucharest is with same plane. Cool! So why the fuck do I have to unboard? Passport control! And a mile of evening run.
-Ok, sir, promise to wait for me?
– No, worries , you can trust us. We’ll wait for you.
-Mhh. Ok…
-Ran , went through AUTOMATIC PASSPORT CONTROL (wtf?) , then boarded again.
-Oh , sir , you’re back. I told you that we’ll wait.
-Thanks alot. I asked cause last week you did not. Hence, I had to sleep in Munich.
-But, we gave you nice hotel, didn’t we?
-I would call it decent but thanks. Why are we not taking off?
-Some passenger didn’t show up and we need to unload his luggage….
-But didn’t you say you wait?
-Would you want us to delay you more?
-Let’s go. Screw that guy. 🙂
Later Edit
La aterizare, balans. Suficient cat sa ma faca sa inchid cartea, sa imi scot castile si sa imi mai strang cureaua de siguranta cu o gaura.
In stanga, dreapta, cateva dame gem, doua se inchina ,alta hiperventileaza (pufaie) de zici ca naste. Mai in fata aud pe unu:
-Doaaamne-ajuta!
…Mhhh, s-a schimbat pilotul intre timp? Parca nu Dumnezeu era chilotu’ pe cursa asta.
Nu stiu cum sa zic, mie mi-e oarecum teama de zbor si de aterizari, ca uite nici acum n-am avut prezenta de spirit sa pornesc camera, dar nu a fost chiar teribil, iar touch down-ul a fost fooarte smooth.
Chiar si cand se balansa pe la vreo 50 de metri inaltime ,ma gandeam, ba si daca intra in stall mare lucru nu patim, scap fara damage mare, problema e ca scapa si astia de langa mine….
The evil one
