So after 10 hours I land in London and then catch a Lufthansa flight to Frankfurt, the cheapest flight so far 73 dollars. We board the plane, there are only 10 people. We sit, and sit and continue to sit. Now remember I have been sitting on a plane for 10 hours, hanging in Heathrow for another 3 and a half hours, and now I sit once again. There are moments in life when pulling your hair out seems like a great idea. The pilot comes on and tells us that there are thunderstorms in Germany and we must wait. Wait for a storm to pass? Doesn't that take hours? I start talking to the woman next to me, she is a very nice Persian lady who lives in Germany. She has been working in London and is on her way home. She is a translator. We take off and it is uneventful except...I am, so tired. I fall asleep and wake myself up by snorting very loud! I was snoring. I jump at being suddenly awakened and apologize for my adnoids..sp? She said it's fine her husband snores. I am dead beat. Need fresh air and my feet on green grass. I am soooo tired of being in a sitting position 30,000 feet above the ground when all of a sudden the plane drops about a thousand feet. This gets me going, the lady and I look at heach other, startled, we laugh, and then know we are in for something with the damn storm. The rest of the way to Germany was like an amusement park ride. I was no longer tired. I thought to myself, if I'm going to die please let me be alert and smart until the very last moment. I may have to parachute out over the German countryside or something. I feel my stomache tighten. We just look at each other again and laugh. The pilot gets us safely on the ground. The storm has passed. I set foot on the European continent! Wahoo! There is my sister and her husband Mattias. I love them both so much. We pack us all into the car and head out to the autobahn, soon I ask Mattias how fast are you going? He smiles and says in mph?.....120...yes, I my adventure has begun.
07 September 2008
Thunderstorms in Germany........ faswoosh!
So after 10 hours I land in London and then catch a Lufthansa flight to Frankfurt, the cheapest flight so far 73 dollars. We board the plane, there are only 10 people. We sit, and sit and continue to sit. Now remember I have been sitting on a plane for 10 hours, hanging in Heathrow for another 3 and a half hours, and now I sit once again. There are moments in life when pulling your hair out seems like a great idea. The pilot comes on and tells us that there are thunderstorms in Germany and we must wait. Wait for a storm to pass? Doesn't that take hours? I start talking to the woman next to me, she is a very nice Persian lady who lives in Germany. She has been working in London and is on her way home. She is a translator. We take off and it is uneventful except...I am, so tired. I fall asleep and wake myself up by snorting very loud! I was snoring. I jump at being suddenly awakened and apologize for my adnoids..sp? She said it's fine her husband snores. I am dead beat. Need fresh air and my feet on green grass. I am soooo tired of being in a sitting position 30,000 feet above the ground when all of a sudden the plane drops about a thousand feet. This gets me going, the lady and I look at heach other, startled, we laugh, and then know we are in for something with the damn storm. The rest of the way to Germany was like an amusement park ride. I was no longer tired. I thought to myself, if I'm going to die please let me be alert and smart until the very last moment. I may have to parachute out over the German countryside or something. I feel my stomache tighten. We just look at each other again and laugh. The pilot gets us safely on the ground. The storm has passed. I set foot on the European continent! Wahoo! There is my sister and her husband Mattias. I love them both so much. We pack us all into the car and head out to the autobahn, soon I ask Mattias how fast are you going? He smiles and says in mph?.....120...yes, I my adventure has begun.
