Bangalore to Jaipur
The new airport is a dream, I love it and it free wireless - although we had to chat up Ricky and Amy for the pass code to be text to a phone. It's so freakin huge I couldn't believe the comparison to the old airport AND surprisingly enough, we had no issues..
Susan had a shocker of a flight, the girl doesn't like to fly as it is - however this one was particularly bad, not only did I reserve a seat at the front of the plane.. because you know I thought that was which survived in a crash but apparently I was wrong (kinda gettin used to that) - you HAVE to sit in the back of the plane. I was tempted to start talking about all the plane crashes I had seen or read about and how I was right.. as per usual .. however I didn't think that type of talk would help.
I actually wasn't going to elaborate on the flight, as its personal, however Susan insisted I mention it as she isn't blogging at present.
To top it off .. there is no alcohol.. I mean ANYWHERE.. not at the airport, nor on the plane - this was going to be a long 1h 40 min flight - I could tell.
We spent an extraordinary amount of time listening to music and singing - as if we were alone on the road trip again - I mean it wasn't like two girls with skirts and tank tops needed to draw any more attention to each other.
So we sang our way to Jaipur - or should I say I blasted her favourite tunes, practiced singstar and even threw in sound she loves oh so much whenever there was turbulence.. just because shes that good of a friend.
Its OK, I still have one good arm left.
Susan had a shocker of a flight, the girl doesn't like to fly as it is - however this one was particularly bad, not only did I reserve a seat at the front of the plane.. because you know I thought that was which survived in a crash but apparently I was wrong (kinda gettin used to that) - you HAVE to sit in the back of the plane. I was tempted to start talking about all the plane crashes I had seen or read about and how I was right.. as per usual .. however I didn't think that type of talk would help.
I actually wasn't going to elaborate on the flight, as its personal, however Susan insisted I mention it as she isn't blogging at present.
To top it off .. there is no alcohol.. I mean ANYWHERE.. not at the airport, nor on the plane - this was going to be a long 1h 40 min flight - I could tell.
We spent an extraordinary amount of time listening to music and singing - as if we were alone on the road trip again - I mean it wasn't like two girls with skirts and tank tops needed to draw any more attention to each other.
So we sang our way to Jaipur - or should I say I blasted her favourite tunes, practiced singstar and even threw in sound she loves oh so much whenever there was turbulence.. just because shes that good of a friend.
Its OK, I still have one good arm left.
posted by ferryphoto at 6:13 PM
1 Comments:
My sympathies! I've been putting up with the knuuckle cracking, hyperventilating hysteria my whole life, and know exactly what you are talking about. And yeah, joking about plane crashes would have been a BAD idea. So glad you arrived safe and sound and are settled into an awesome hotel. Post pictures asap goddamn it!
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