Journey Three

Wake up friday. start making sure everythings packed. Veronica comes in. the air force has closed posadas airport for the entire day. beth its ok you can take the night bus and get your flight to england in time tomorrow. kaitlin its too late for you. you will miss your flight. tears. calls to parents. veronica returns. if you get a bus to iguazu now there is a flight at four to BA and kaitlin will make her connection. lets do it. say goodbye to veronica and iffyyenia. pack. leave. marcelo takes us to travel agent. travel agent tells us to go to aerolinas argentinas office. they change my ticket from posadas to iguazu at no charge. kaitlins wont work for some crazy reason. stay there for about an hour. we now do not have time to get the bus to iguazu we will have to take a taxi. Marcelo calls his uncle taxi driver and gets it on the cheap. kaitlin has to buy another plane ticket. run to car. car to cash machine for taxi. run back to car. car to taxi man. taxi to iguazu. sleep. stop off at banos twice. flight is at four. left at eleven. check time at one. two. start to panic. two thirty. panic more. three. arrive. run. check in. flights delayed. Kaitlin very worried about her flight to texas. we talk about how ridiculous it is that we just got a four hour taxi north to get south to get north again. talk to an australian lady whos been there hours and doubts our plane will even take off. this does not help kaitlin. five o clock. board plane. fly. land. get off plane. get onto bus for literally five metres (no joke) and get off. everyone laughs. strange man says do i smell or something? i look confused and say no. he says oh coz you just laughed at me. no, i laughed becuase the bus only went five metres, like everyone else. idiot. baggage reclaim. kaitlin grabs hers and says goodbye and runs to get a taxi across town to the international airport. i will miss my dear texan friend loads and loads :( . get my bag. go and order taxi. have to wait forty minutes. sit on floor and wait to be called. people watch. man stands with a sign that says "HEMPHILL- Mike and Anthea" for about half an hour. catch his eye and he points at me and then to his sign. i shake my head. he shrugs rolls his eyes and smiles. i smile back. after a few minutes he makes a phone call. looks angry. screws up piece of paper and throws it in bin. looks at me. points to car. look that says "need a taxi?". i point to my reciept for the taxi im waiting for and point to the booth and pull a sad face. he shrugs and smiles and leaves. my taxi is here. hotel. check in. order sandwich to room. cant eat again. watch legally blonde two. sleep. wake up around one. cant sleep again. watch CSI. manage to sleep around three. wake up at seven. get ready. breakfast. barely eat AGAIN. check out. taxi to international airport. check in. have three hours to kill. use the rest of my phone card up to call mum. get cut off. text mum to tell her i love her and will see her soon. she replies i love you too. cute. walk around. security. gate. people watch. listen to music. walk around again. go to gate again. people watch again. half eleven. board plane. i am in the centre seats in the left aisle. there is a gap next to me and then another gap and then an asian man. perfecto weve both got suitable leg room. take off. watch dear john. cabin crew says those who are bunched up can spread out over the available seats in the middle. i spread onto my gap seat to make sure no one steals it. land in sao paulo. murphy the cabin crew man has to check that al the baggage on board belongs to us. i say mine is the rack sack that used to be white and he laughs.new people board and there arent as many gaps but me and asian man still have our gaps. watch rest of dear john. dont eat lunch. exhuasted. wait til it is ten oclock in england and then take a half sleeping tablet kaitlin gave me "half a one knocks me out for eight hours" sorted. quickly run to toilet in case tablet kicks in and i fall asleep and get stuck in the toilet. sit down. wait for tablet to work. half an hour. forty five minutes. hour. this sleeping tablet is not working. finally start to feel mildly chillaxed. sleep for an hour. wake up. sleep for an hour. wake up. sleep for an hour. wake up. all the lights have been turned off. get up and walk around. get water from murphy the cabin crew man. sleep some more. my foot slips and asain man pokes my foot and mumbles something at me because my foot is now in his gap. he hasnt even been using his gap. pathetic. i say whatever and look grumpy and pull my foot back. i am a cow when stressed\not well\tired. some crazy man climbs over me waking me up and sits in asian mans gap and puts his legs across to my gap. i think IDIOT. you have simulltaneously woken me up and stolen my leg room and annoyed asian man who apparently doesnt like people touching his gap even though he doesnt use it. i evil the new addition to my row and tut loudly. he says im sorry is someone sitting here? i say no but my bags and legs are on this seat so.... he looks confused and i shut my eyes and go back to sleep. wake up with a small child next to me in the aisle shouting daddy at weird climbing man. i wake the man and the boy tells his daddy he wants to watch a movie but cant work out how to use the screen. i forgive climbing man for being a nob because he has a cute son. boy returns to his seat and starts pressing random buttons on the screen. climbing man says he should go help before he watches something he shouldnt so i let him out. they serve breakfast and murphy the cabin crew man asks if i would like sausage and egg or cheese croassaint. im feeling hungry for the first time in forever. egg and sausage. he says you slept well. i said yeah a bit. and he says i could hear you all the way from the crew lounge and laughs. hes joking. i dont snore. fact. eat a couple of mouthfuls until i feel sick again. land. passport control. no body goes in the UK passport queue excpt me for some reason so i dont have to queue at all. bag. mum and dad :) and home.