The flight

It’s the 18^th of November and I’m already updating my blog, I’m surprised.

Currently I’m on the flight from Amsterdam to Bangkok. This is a huge plane and it will continue it’s trip all the way to Taipei; a good opportunity for me to practise more Chinese and show off my Feiyue shoes.

So far it’s all been good. My flight from Helsinki to Amsterdam went smoothly. My dad accompanied me to the airport and was nice enough to take my winter clothes back home with him, quite a waste of space to take that with me to sunny Thailand.  At the airport my backpack was labelled as “special” and I’m really hoping it will arrive to Bangkok with me. When I arrived from Shanghai my back got lost in Paris and now I’m paranoid.

At the airport one of mine handsome friends was so nice that he took some time off work to have a cup of coffee with me, well at his work place, but still a nice gesture.

The flight left from a different gate and I was yet again suffering from the “window seat syndrome”. That’s something I always experience since I don’t want the aisle seat but then feel bad to use the toilet too often while on the window seat. I guess I just care too much.

Well anyways now I’m on the flight to Bangkok happily on my window seat; still happy, as I haven’t got the urge to use the toilet yet.  All was going fine during the boarding, and there was an empty seat between me and the man on the aisle seat. But of course at the last minute a nice and over weighted British woman arrived and literally took all the empty space between us, Not that I have anything against fat people but she does smell, pick her nose and for some reason doesn’t eat. And yet again not that I’m against fat people not eating but now she’s getting all cranky and spilling her wine all over the place. Finally feel good choosing the window seat; poor guy on the aisle though having to get all the napkins and stuff.

By the way if you’re wondering why this is not published at the same time as it is written is because I’m on the airplane and even though the fat lady feels ok texting to someone: “ I’ll be hungry when I arrive..”, I don’t feel comfortable going online in the air.

That’s it so far; I’m back to my red wine and filling the arrival card.

Happy snow to all the Finns!