Trips

It was a long trip, the flight, the stop over, the continuance. But all in all it went well. After the first flight I thought the worst was over. Then, after the second flight I thought the exhausting part was over, especially since I had to try really hard to stay awake while waiting for the next flight. But oooh was I being fooled!

I thought:
- 13 hours on the plane, that will be the worst
- traveling around in the cold without a jacket, that will be the worst
- having to wait for another flight, that will be the worst
- struggling to stay awake, that will be the worst
- getting to my final destination and freezing some more, that will be the worst

Never did I think:
- the last stretch of my trip that was really to take 45 minutes would be the worst part
But it was!

I got to the airport, found the bus station and thought I could take a bus because where it stopped was closer to my place than the train station. It wasn't a far trip too so it wouldn't take long. It would only have taken little time had the board not been lying to me about the time the bus would get there. 1.5 hours later and the point at which I couldn't feel my feet anymore the bus FINALLY arrived. It would go to Cov and stop somewhere there. It would have been easier to figure out where I needed to get off the bus had I been able to see out the window. Perhaps, if the bus had ever been cleaned since it was buried in rubble in WWII I would have been able to see the stop I needed to get out at. But I didn't so I missed it, and noticed at the next stop. I lurched forward, and got out at wherever I recognized and walked from there.

I got home, but geez, i couldn't feel my limbs and I was exhausted.