Follow really hot, rub the 40 degrees every day and is the end of September. To make it even more difficult I'm back from vacation with a catarrazo that is complicated, so no air conditioning. And the icing on the sand storm that I found this morning, and I can not open the windows.
The holidays have been short but intense, lively; and most exciting. Once again I have been through several airports with negative experiences vary. The hostess with the most unpleasant I have come across in my life (and I've come across many) threatened me in front of me not to fly aircraft if not check in my hand bag immediately, ie, I did not get the option about her, see jewelry, ipod or a book. I decided to fly but I swear not to do it with British Airways.
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Second Day, London, dick in the metal detector. The security agent uses hand held metal detector and no whistle, no matter, I still caches and caches if not tell because it was such Bumble rigor to feel my body that I said it looked like a massage. He finds nothing, of course, because there is nothing to find. Still decide that I deserve a body scan, no wonder I have a pint of criminal undeniable. I wonder if the Union And has European officers, and receive the second threat of the day: it is not mandatory so I can choose between the scanner or not to fly. I begin to wonder if this is not a sign from God to not board the plane, but eventually decided, of course, fly.
Scanner makes me a guy with a pint of adolescent out scares me wonder if there may be a woman, but completely ignore me. Once the scanner, which of course they find nothing, wondering if I can see what it looks like the body scanner, ignore me again.
On the flight, the third trip, the turbulence is such that Living first in-flight feel real fear that the plane fall. Currently, only think of the takeoff and landing. Seriously, I should have chosen not to fly? I take a sleeping pill that makes me KO fortunately few hours.
immigration tail is longer than usual in Philadelphia and the bags take a lifetime to go, and I keep wondering if my ex-Bag will come. Arrives late, but arrives.
Mr. A waiting for me outside with bouquet of sunflowers most beautiful I've seen in my life. He is more handsome than ever. A little later I get the biggest surprise of my life, and then all above out of my mind as if it never happened. Indeed, perhaps all this had to happen in order to deserve such happiness at the end of such day.
I can not complain, life smiles at me in the days even more fractious.
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