Something from the past:
“Good afternoon,” said the man speaking on the microphone “Your flight to ... is now boarding.” Good afternoon?!? Has he gone completely mad? It is seven in the morning.Yes, I started my day, or should I say, night, at 3.30 am, thus hours ago. But by far it is not afternoon! No, it is early morning. Riddiculously early, might I add? At this ungodly hour everything seems like a mockery. I doubt he was ironic. But afternoon, seriously?
I just started waiting for my second flight. It will be four hours befor the plane to Rome will take off. And yes, I am bored already. I did try to read, but I can't really concentrare. Obviously it is just too early to read Borges. I am now seriously regretting I am not a keen reader of Cosmopolitan. If I had a copy of that with me, I am sure I could at least pass half an hour. Then again, as this magazine is hillarious, I might start giggling hysterically and the security personel would remove me from the waiting lounge because I seem carzy.
I am sitting here at Riga airport and I have a nice view over the jets. Besides that there is alos snow and wind. It's a minor blizzard. It seems to be nothing serious at all. So there shouldn't be problems with air traffic, but just in case let's not jinx it.
Actually I feel a little melodramatic. Oh when will I see snow again. Not in the near future. I am after all, going to a country famous for it's sunny weather. Oh snow, oh snow, how I love you. Well, in reality, I couldn't be more fed up with it. I want spring and I hope I will find it in the place I am going to.
I have this slight feeling this person was almost done with his night shift and had the feeling it was already afternoon, almost evening.. I make those mistakes as well sometimes when I have to start very early. Ah well in the end it looked you still had some time to talk about your airport time.
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