No man is an island
This weekend was just plain WEIRD. Since my first flight was delayed, I got stranded in Paris for two long days. Talk about boredom and discontrol. Met people I would never meet on a normal base, did things I would never do… got terribly stressed and felt miserable because I hated to be so alone. The airline paid a night at a hotel. They said there was a free shuttle service but we didn’t find any (we= some weird girl from a rich neighborhood and two Spanish guys) so we had to take a taxi. The chinese driver didn’t seem amused to see us and we were praying he’d got the hotel name right. Luckily for us, he did. I got a big room, with free coffee and tea. Dinner was alright but I was so tired and stressed I wasn’t even hungry. Went to bed and promised that girl we would take a taxi together.
Morning had come and I changed my plans. Had breakfast really early, became noticed by some person who lent me an iPod charger and….I sorta made up my mind and decided to leave the stuck up girl alone. We left some hours later, almost crying when we heard some flights were still being delayed because of the snow. You know, some of you might think “why the hell are they crying?” But really, it’s a horrible situation I hope you will never go through it. All the discontrol, the loneliness, the hopelessness…. hell. We had to run to the airport and stayed there ALL day long, I was so stressed I even accepted a beer. Most of you know I hate beer… so you can imagine how stressed I was. Actually, my new friend left before me… from another terminal. I felt so shitty for the rest of the day. I mean, what if I didn’t leave? I would be so alone again…..
I literally had to BEG a guy from the airlines to get me on the next flight home. Whew, I’m glad he seemed to like me… otherwise I’d still be there. On a lighter note, I saw snow for the first time in my life but I didn’t get happy because of it, since that’s the reason why I had to stay there. My 8pm flight left at 10.40pm…. made it to Lx at 1am but then had to wait 2 hours for my suitcase and it never came. I was so damn tired I didn’t give a hoot and went back the next day. Got my luggage back and everything’s been so cool since then 
Anyway, today I had a really calm and nice day. Had a walk by the seaside, had coffee and will go out in a few hours. It’s about time I started to feel alive. Too bad it can’t be like this all the time…
