Its 5am, and I still can’t sleep. Can’t decide if it’s the excitement of flying in 8 hours, or that Man Utd has been kicked out of the Champion’s League.
The day got worse. I broke my key in the padlock when I wanted to put something in the bag, after I have locked it. Had to pry it open with pliers and a spanner.
At the airport, was scolded by an old Indian man at the check in counter. Timothy was there 1st, and checked in for all of us. The old man behind him wasn’t really pleased, and created a real commotion. Luckily the airport staff was nice and sensible enough to open a counter especially to check him in.
Hope these events weren’t a reflection of things to come in India.
The day got worse. I broke my key in the padlock when I wanted to put something in the bag, after I have locked it. Had to pry it open with pliers and a spanner.
At the airport, was scolded by an old Indian man at the check in counter. Timothy was there 1st, and checked in for all of us. The old man behind him wasn’t really pleased, and created a real commotion. Luckily the airport staff was nice and sensible enough to open a counter especially to check him in.
Hope these events weren’t a reflection of things to come in India.
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