Back To Winter….
Day 12:
I didn´t sleep
much but I didn´t care. After breakfast I met Tore who was to drive me to the
airport.
I did get a
chance to say goodbye to Glenn and Carl and a few other people but my main focus
now was on getting home.
As soon as we
arrived at the airport I went to the check-in counter so I could make sure I got
a good seat. I needed to sleep!
Oh well …. I
got an aisle seat in row 8 and I figured that wasn´t too bad. Wrong!
It was a
Saturday and budget airlines are full of delightful children on weekends. Most
of them, apparently, whose parents think it´s okay for their snarling brats to
re-enact major scenes from WWF television as soon as the seat belt sign is
turned off!!
I am learning
to be a patient guy but this was too much and eventually it was me (I?) who had
to tell these idiots to cool it! Their parents said nothing, evidently convinced
that purchasing 8E & 8F entitled them to some kind of license to kill! The moral
of this garbage is …. avoid budget airlines on weekends. Or totally!
Like I said ….
I will never complain again. Until the next time!
I am home now
and I am happy. Overall it was a fantastic trip and I am happy that things are
going so well. Now I am off to town to find a stun gun …and to book 8D on a
Saturday flight! Or should that be ¨fight¨?
Just kidding!!
Love,
Ken
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