Today was pure awful. I ate breakfast at 5:30 am, and didn't eat a single bite until 14 hours later. I am grumpy and evil when I haven't been fed. My train broke down twice, and was then searched when someone ran off without paying their ticket. What were they thinking, running away... on a train?
I was supposed to take tea with a music professor but ended but just giving him my christmas card and catching my bus five minutes later. In situations where I am late and under pressure (if I miss one flight, all my flights get canceled)... there are nicer, more intelligent people in the world.
Got denied by the machines in CDG, and so waited in a 45 minute line to check in. I was just first in line, and then a bunch of men with guns showed up and told us to evacuate. Someone had left their bag unattended, and so the resulting bomb threat meant we all had to lug our luggage to kingdom come. After an hour of waiting for them to sweep the area, I got to check in... only to be told I don't exist.
When I finally made my crying, nervous self understood, I got the problem sorted out. I was mildly hyperventilating, and thus pulled aside for questioning when I was going through security. So I had a panic attack, and was escourted to my gate, where they had stopped the plane for me. Being a melodramatic drama queen pays off.
Did I mention all the french baggage workers are on strike?
Current in residence with my british aunt and cousins, who fed me lasagna and are now reading me pick up lines that are so stupid. But so good.
Are you Jamaican?
Cause you're ja-makin-me crazy!
Are you from Tennessee?
Cause you're the only ten-I-see...
British Slang:
Lush- short for luscious.
Tarra (terr-ah)- Toodles
Chrimbo- Christmas.
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