It had been pissing and pouring for days which means it was time to escape fom cyber city again. I like spending free time at home, but not when it is raining cats and dogs and means you are able to inside stuff, while April always screams for getting outdoors again.
But when you want to reach good weathed in Europe in a matter of hours, it means you have to take a plane out of here. And that is just such a breeze when it is so windy out there. And you know the drill, the longer you wait...the more it gets inside your mind.
At first at the airport half of the plane was directed in the wrong direction, which is always not a sign of good faith, so we literally almost stepped in the wrong plane. While waiting the plane was rocking back and forth while being parked still, which doesn't help, and on top of that I saw a plane make a touch and go because the landing was going sideways. All aspects no winner for someone who is not the happiest of flying.
So after passing through all of these clouds nearly giving me a heart attack, we finally found calm air above the clouds which gives me some time to write a load of crap. Passing through the clouds just feels like you are in a washing machine and every inch of the body is just telling me 'there is not a single good reason to be in the air right now'. But once above the clouds, all is well again, and we can look forward to some sunny days. Life looks like a quilt again from above. Little pieces of fabric make a blanket of the world
Cheers to surviving the clouds and pouring a drink plus spilling it with turbulence (because that is what always happens, turbulence just when you take a sip)