But only one thing you probably didn't think about: the trip itself. I really mean it. We can list in it waiting time in airports, time spent inside the airplanes and time spend complaining about your broken luggage.
When waiting in the airport, you start to wonder about those people who will flight with you. Come on, look around, some of them are kind of weird, aren't they? Look that family with the mother alone with some kids, yeah those kids who look like angels now, they are actually the ones who will scream the entire trip and not let you sleep all night! And what about that girl dressed with such a short skirt that she can hardly seat, and you wonder how she is gonna spend 11 hours sleeping X seating X spending time in a closed and tight airplane seat? To avoid self pitty you think of your MANTRA: the nice beach where you gonna dive and walk and all the delicious things you gonna eat....
Boarding time!!!! Finaly we got there! Of course the objective of a transatlantic flight will be to carry as much people as they can in the best price (for the airplane company!why? you thought it would be for you?). So boarding time means, for you who didnot buy at least a business ticket, waiting on a long line for some miiiiinutes. To avoid self pitty you think of the nice beach where you gonna dive and walk and all the delicious things you gonna eat....
Inside the airplane you realize that all that money you spent in the ticket is not well employed by the company and they do not give you a confortable seat (unless...). Instead, you will think about all those times you promised yourself you would actually engage in a diet! But you didnt't! Why? IF you travel by TAP (the portuguese airlines) you will have some problems with your seat. It is so tight that if you are a little bit taller than the average, your shoulders will touch the shoulders of your neighbours. Unless, of course, you are lucky and you don't have anybody seating besides you (which is kind of rare). To avoid self pitty you think of the nice beach where you gonna dive and walk and all the delicious things you gonna eat....
After a night spent in the airplane, with the very cold (or hot) air conditioner, with a drunk neighbour who woke you up all the time to go to the toilette to do only God knows what, the other one who snored the entire night in your ears together with drooling, after the fantastic dinner, after the crying-running nose-kids who ran up and down the entire night finally got asleep, after you started to actually follow up all the minutes left to the end of the trip, you wake up (given that you could sleep) and run to the toilette to enjoy those few minutes that it is still not so, let's say, used. To avoid self pitty you think of the nice beach where you gonna dive and walk and all the delicious things you gonna eat....
The airplane landed!!!!! This is the happiest time ever since the beggining of the trip. You run to pick up your bag praying it came with you and you can go to have a shower after this incredible night. You pass a pleasant half to one hour in the passport control queue and to avoid self pitty you think of the nice beach where you gonna dive and walk and all the delicious things you gonna eat.... Now, where is the bag?After a moment of suspense, there it is! A bit scratched and with some handlers missing, but IT is there! Happily you forget all the bad moments and from now on it is just pleasure!
But is it? All of this, is it worth?
Well, I hope you don't ever pass through these 'funny' passages, if you do, just think about the MANTRA: think of the nice beach where you gonna dive and walk and all the delicious things you gonna eat.... See you walking in the crunchy warm white sand in the breezy sea shore with refreshing cold waters.
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