Caught the tube at 9 to head to the airport. I already hasd my bus booked to get to Stansted and I had traced the route by foot the day before to make sure I made it with ease. So it was and being able to stick my backpack in the 'oversized' grouping meant it could also be overweight as they forgot to check (o:
Hitch from the Frankfurt Hann airport to Frankfurt Main? Cool. Only on my own it is just not fun and so i caught a bus. Then the metro and following Svenja's instructions I was soon buzzing her apartment to be let in out of the cold. Why is it so cold here in Germany?
On the flight here i also came to a realization. It is not that my life is going from high to high and so in need of something mundane to help me appreciate the good times once more. It is not that I need to sit and mull over all i have seen in order to make room for more. It is just that I need a friend to see it all and appreciate it all with. To constantly jump like I have been from one place to another just doesn't work. I am looking forward to seeing Jo again. Even to work. Just for the companionship it offers. Staying with friend is fun, but you need something constant too sometimes.
Also, as said, hitching. On your own it is sad. A cheap way to move. With a friend it brings laughter and smiles as you face off a chosen challenge. You laugh off the rejections, making up stories against them to pass the time. On your own the stories are old. The rejections are real.
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