So, am in Zurich.
What a wonderful pleasure flight. There is hardly anything I hate more than to travel by plane. Terrible! Yesterday I was already over on time at Jomo Kenyatta Airport in Nairobi. Since I could drive my nice nicotine and caffeine levels in the air, before I had these terrible terminal. Well, and how it is always the case. For stress. The people at the Cargo Department had advised me yes, check-in can add to my Passenger PNR remark that my motorcycle the day really matters in Zurich and then I help "assistance" required. of course, no carcass has seen the check. Long discussions a la "so what we do not." And I then: "How do you make any comments PNR, or what?" Totally disabled, but after a while I gave up and am on immigration. There was pure chaos, 5 Checker, organize, but only 2 fools, clearing the people. And it took ... There was quite a disturbance in the queue, but I remained calm. When I finally turn came, I will also teach this clown still "Set se but sometimes the phone away ...", and I'm going a bit sour. Could then make prints of all possible extremities, so that has everything in order here. And I mean stupid exit stamp got - no fights ... Härrlich. Once at the top of the gates, there was of course no info, at which gate my flight departs. So I made purely in's (Quick) restaurant. Since no bad care of me, I ordered anyway, and call into my folder in the room. The food (grottenschlecht, but mistaken expensive) is actually. Of course, without silverware. But okay. I shove the pure food and hurry to the scoreboard. Only about half an hour before departure, but now is clear the gate, number 9 Juti. A quick tip for Nina bought in duty free and down to the gate. Once there, I see the blow, it's definitely time for a fag! But where? Of course, the entire airport area Non smoking area and smoking lounges are nowhere. So off in the men's room, härrlich, there is nothing better than to NEN horny reinzujagen Fix auf'm toilet. You feel really gorgeous. Okay, now go aba. At the gate again NEN's stupid security check. And the annoying this time correct. My Colla I had been brave legally drunk. The unopened bottle of water is lost to me here, as well as my lighter. The bitch of service from my nerves and I totally back from stress something. But okay, does not make sense, I throw the lighter in a high arc toward her like "fuck you, bitch!". Not nice, but I'm sick of this shit real. I'm at the airport constantly feel they are treated like cattle. And output for this insanity still a fortune ... Anyway, eventually I'm on the plane with 300 other battle beasts and am anxious minutes. Nothing is as important as the right positioning strategy when boarding. One can, of course, on the assigned places to go (in my case 38A), but then you have indeed lost the same and you can order an ambulance in the airport before. My plan now is to secure me a row of four in the middle of the aircraft. And it looked good. had occupied the first series I give up yet, because the ticket-holders are still aufgekreutzt yet. But the row behind it was also free - and stayed there, yes! However, was' the little problem that the arms were folded up completely. So I had to squeeze in under the horizontal to 45 ° angled armrests. But still, risking more than ne thrombosis on traditional place in the economy class. Honestly, for me, air travel, if they remain leave as an hour, a single violation of human dignity. And still more flight attendants on this annoying. Okay, the Swiss, they may still go. But still, every contact that is not initiated by me / explicitly requested, bugs me. And the ladies do not let up. Who the hell would normally come up with the idea of serving breakfast to 0300Uhr (understood in bright light it)? I signaled only "let's me in peace" and come around with the biggest stress. I also do not throw up on the so-wonderful multimedia offerings. Is already not so bad with movies, Mucke, computer games and so on. But when I finally figured out what, what I wanted to play (tennis, juchei!) and wanted to bring the service, stops the game, and all monitors first is a 15 minute promotional video of the Swiss-spam. I am sick! Okay, sure this stupid security information can be given a more or less intravenously, somewhere I still understand. Since there's any behämmerten rules intended for. But this advertising crap? That can not now be the real serious? That's roughly equivalent to saying that the TV viewers at home on the recliner, binds with matches to keep them open their eyes and choked him purely for the night program of DSF or RTL2. Astray. When passing this nonsense at last is, I'm too tired to start my game. I am the night less than good. From time to time I make the eyes, and at some point isses then over. Thank God.
comatose I stumble with the other passengers off the plane into the terminal building of the Zurich airport. Oh man, I feel great, sooo relaxed after that very pleasant flight. Uah, preferably finger stuck in the throat, throw up a round, then a coffee and a fag.
Okay, that was three and a half hours. As long as I hang around even in this stupid airport. Law has quickly found out that Zurich would a popular place for is. Damn. I'm an idiot, last night would have been to organize a slug! Either the booths are sold out or pork expensive. I am reminded of the glorious idea to reserve the Hilton. This dates online only. But neither the Internet nor the service point at Mäcken run properly. A lady from the service team makes me then it's still online, but then the system is down from Hilton. Again! I puke again. I mean, that's not a village hotel, but what can their online presence and regards above all, reliability of the system because only real shake his head. Okay, there's a phone number that I call. I they check three times. It is correct. But I do not come at the Hilton out but with a stupid irgendso parcel service. Ick think I'm crazy! Okay, the lady from the service calls for me at the airport Hilton hotel. The next few minutes I will discuss with the carnival and the reservation. Sold Out. - Okay, I'm Diamond VIP, which is not there? - Hmm, we can offer you a suite. - Okay, no problem, I'll be happy. - 1050 Schwyz francs. - Yes, yes, okay, always slow to points goes ... - Oh, no, that's not natural. This is only online, and online, our system is precisely not, as you can of course do nothing. - What? - Yes, we're really very sorry ...
Oh man, what a full-Depp. The hotel is fully booked, okay. But you can always do something - if you want. Gel, I can-not live in the I-will-not-street! Since it is a stupid Skidelegation the Hilton and makes ne conference. I wonder what the skiers lost inner city that are to be maintained on the mountain hut inna on their skis, man-o-man. Well no matter, there was nothing to make. The Zic Zac, where I stayed last time I was in Zurich, is also booked. Schwandti could not reach me. All crap.
now (half a pack of butts later) I'm at least back to Internet (5 for 24 francs Schwyzer are actually quite okay) and Nina asked me to organize something. But is hopeless. Zurich is full, the price of one night start at 250 €. Great shit. Is watching the world championship in the cheese eating or the global meeting of Kuhglockenbemaler? Regardless, Couch Surfing! Since I have an account and Nina has already contacted a few people in Zurich. But when I finally get feedback from ne Schwandti. Juchei, he is still alive! If, however, to 7 auffa work. Now I must go see if I can pick up the apartment key, perhaps with him inna store. Up to 7 containing I probably no longer on the legs. 'm Tired and I pig's neck again painted fully. Ick wants but nua a bissel alone!
And I want to check the football scores from yesterday. Was still in Nairobi noticed Bayern (1-0) - an intermediate stage in the first half, Basel. I'm curious so, whether the Bayern have now about even get in Basel on the cap .. Hui.
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