We left Sydney airport full of such hopes and dreams. So quickly were we broken and drilled back to reality.
It started as expected. The flight to Bangkok was 9 hours, however we were blessed with the fortunate of a half empty flight where we could spread out and watch such trashy films as Marley and Me and Bride Wars. Thats where things started to slide downhill.
1am: Bangkok airport, 10hour stopover.
The less said about this unfortunate period the better. All the good sleeping spots were already taken and our choices were either the bottom of a concrete palmtree or the floor. We decided to keep walking.... and walking... and walking. After mistakenly trying to walk through the x-ray machine we discovered the transit hotel. Our 4 hour stay was proudly sponsored, by Mr and Mrs Newman courtesy of their previous Bangkok stay and the baht they brought home. Yes, we paid by the hour. No, we are not ashamed.
We wittled away the next few hours with breakfast, books and sudoku. When they announced boarding time we were overjoyed and skipped down the terminal. Or we would have if we werent so damn tired. Only to find a completley full plane, no individual screens and no headsets to even watch the inflight movies. Damn.
Somehow 5 hours passed. We tried to bootscoot down the isles, until Megan tripped over onto some poor unsuspecting soul just trying to sleep. We played 'what airline food is that' with our lunch. We are still trying to work out what the piece of sponge 'dessert' was trying to be.
This amusing game was soon followed by an amazing discovery. An adapter for aeroplane headsets allowing us to use our own earphones on the plane. We really did dance and celebrate this time (in our seats of course). And very very (very) kind words were spoken of a Blake Mitford who owes this mysterious wonderous device.
Using a second adaptor we both managed to watch the following 2 movies... taxi... and Australia. Whilst not the 2 most exciting movies of all time the second half of the eleven hour trip went by very smoothly. Despite wanting to kill Jimmy Fallon with every murder tool available to me on the plane.
Suffice to say by the time we landed we were seriously excited by the prospect of solid land, and of being in Berlin! One last note: three words you never like to hear the pilot say, 'turbulance over Afghanistan'.
great to hear about your trip through the blogosphere, sorry is jimmy fallon someone who was sitting next to you? ( Michelle thinks he is an actor guy) anyway please refrain from murder because I think you will be convicted in the jurisdiction you took off from (Thailand). Anyway have a good time in Germany say Hi to Anita if you see her.
ReplyDeleteglad the baht came in handy- lucky you are not coming back the same way!
ReplyDeleteI can just imagine the both of you bootscooting down the isle. You would of been hated! Very entertaining blog, can't wait to read what is to come!
ReplyDeleteWell Megan, here it is. My inaugural post to your blog. At least I hope this is your page.
ReplyDeleteThat guy above does NOT know who Jimmy Fallon is, just ask Nick or Blake, he's lucky.
My apologies that you had to watch those movies.
Nick and I went shopping, as usual, on Saturday.
Our trip to Treasure Island toys was...well...postponed. Damn you Megan, you ruined my Saturday!!!!
Also, we lost soccer today 1-2.
ReplyDeletethanks guys for commenting on our first blog! yes peter, jimmy fallon is an actor. i use that term rather loosely however as not many would recognise his strange behaviours as acting.
ReplyDeleteShannon im sorry u lost soccer, unless u were playing avalon in which case i say yay the red and green! also, stop hammering my team in facebook rugby.
claire, did u find berlin as entertaining as we do?
ok enough by me. miss u all! megan xxx
"And very very (very) kind words were spoken of a Blake Mitford who owes this mysterious wonderous device."
ReplyDeleteYay, I did a good deed!