Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The 14 lost hours
14 friggin hours on the plane. It's been a long time since i sat in one place for that long.
As i half laid on my barely reclining seat, i looked longingly at the business class drawn curtain and wished i would soon be in a horizontal position.
It was painful. I hardly slept more than 4 hours and wasn't too impressed with the available in-flight movies.
12 hours later, we were Milan. The jet lag was setting in but we didn't leave the plane as we got bribed with more airline food (yay they served Ferraro Rocher!).
It was another 2 hours before we would get to Barcelona.
But we did arrive eventually. Imagine my delight on finding my knees again....and finally my luggage as well.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
SQ378
I am a self confessed control freak. It's little wonder that I get extra paranoid when packing for a long trip. I do need to ensure that I have ample matching underwear and not-quite-enough no. of shirts that are versatile enough for a stroll in the park and a night out. And packing for toiletries are a nightmare, 'do i need a day cream AND a night cream?'.
Yes, but such is the excitement of travelling.
It's been more than 4 years since I last took a holiday that lasted more than 10 days and a 7hr flight. Spain has been on our calenders for more than 6 months, it all started when Adrian sent me a link to PRIMAVERA SOUND and excitedly exclaiming (with the number of exclamation marks) on MSN, 'I wanna go!!!!!'
I began planning - from painstakingly picking out our accommodation, to planning the rail route, to finding out how much does bottled water cost.
And now, with our bags are packed, and holiday cash stashed in 3 different compartments. (we did find highly creative avenues of keeping cash that would put a bank to shame).
I have since decided to trace our journey through my under-utilised blog, with the hope that Spanish WIFI does not disappoint.
And so, I leave family and friends, emails and iphone behind, to follow the falling Euro, volcanic ash and La Liga.
I can almost hear the boarding call.
Ready, Jet Set, Go!
Yes, but such is the excitement of travelling.
It's been more than 4 years since I last took a holiday that lasted more than 10 days and a 7hr flight. Spain has been on our calenders for more than 6 months, it all started when Adrian sent me a link to PRIMAVERA SOUND and excitedly exclaiming (with the number of exclamation marks) on MSN, 'I wanna go!!!!!'
I began planning - from painstakingly picking out our accommodation, to planning the rail route, to finding out how much does bottled water cost.
And now, with our bags are packed, and holiday cash stashed in 3 different compartments. (we did find highly creative avenues of keeping cash that would put a bank to shame).
I have since decided to trace our journey through my under-utilised blog, with the hope that Spanish WIFI does not disappoint.
And so, I leave family and friends, emails and iphone behind, to follow the falling Euro, volcanic ash and La Liga.
I can almost hear the boarding call.
Ready, Jet Set, Go!
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