I managed to get about 5 hours of interrupted sleep, but that’s probably the best I could get. The little bastard kid in front of me keeps knocking his damn seat back and forward, banging my knees in the process.
When I woke up, I tried to watch ‘The Hangover’ but I simply couldn’t. It looked to be a pretty shit movie in the first few minutes of watching. All of the characters were dicks. And they used ‘Who Let The Dogs Out’ as music. That’s enough to say a movie is shit.
So I moved onto ‘Angels And Demons.’ The book was pretty awesome, but the movie, like most book-adapted movies, didn’t quite measure up. Although some guy who I initially thought was Dexter was in it, which gave it +awesome points.
At this point my laptop died, so I can’t quite recall every detail from here on, but I’ll attempt to.
I think there wasn’t much time left in the flight after this, so we were landing at LA. The feeling of a plane landing is not pleasant for a post-hangover sufferer. The amount of gas I had brewing in my butt was astonishing. But I was nice and only released it when I went to the lavatory.
The whole transit process in LA was fairly easy, if boring. We basically got out of the plane, waited in line, went down stairs, waited in a longer line, had our details noted down, waited in line, then hung out in the docking lounge. There were refreshments here (chips and drink), which I was sure to munch on. I exposed my fellow travellers to my foot stench (which wasn’t terrible) while I waited, while reading and playing DS. We didn’t have to wait too long before we were back on the plane again.
The flight was practically the same as the last, although it was a bit more packed. I had people sitting next to me now, so I couldn’t stretch out to sleep. Most of my flight was spent watching movies. I managed to stumble across Death Note, the movie, so I watched that. It basically takes the first 6-10 episodes of the anime and puts them in movie form. There were some slight changes, but it was pretty good in the end.
The next one I watched was Rock n Rolla, a Guy Ritchie movie. This was pretty good, and pretty funny. Not much else to say…
At this point I attempted to get some sleep, or at least a nap. I managed to get into a relaxed sort of state, but I don’t know if I truly slept/napped. For the last part of the flight, I watched X-Men: Origins. For all the critics, it wasn’t so bad. I didn’t quite get to finish it, but I figure Wolverine got shot in the head and lost all his memories.
Heathrow’s customs process was fairly streamlined as well. We disembarked the plane, and took a long route to the security counter. Waited in line in front of some smelly impatient guy who smelt like he’d been marinating in crap all flight, then had to get my stuff scanned. They were quite strict on what was being scanned, as i had to take my belt and shoes off. After that, I was in the terminal and basically figured out my gate and time.
I had some hours to kill, so I headed towards some pay-as-you-go internet stations I saw earlier. As I was drawing near, a British guy hailed me over to his computer. He figured I looked like someone knowledgable about computers and I ended up helping him sort his Facebook out. For helping him out, he gave me 3 pounds for me to use at my station (1 pound for 10 minutes). I sorted out my emails, Facebook and other stuff before heading to an electronics store to grab a plug converter. Following this, I had a munch at some Italian cafe (with a double espresso). By the way, I was feeling really dizzy and exhaustable at this point when standing still, so the coffee and panini was a welcome relief. Both were quite tasty.
I used this time to sort out a basic schedule of the conference and headed off to my Gate when the time came. I had a slight issue when I broke the carry strap on my bag (6kgs isn’t tossed around as easily as a regular bag). I managed to fix this up with a quick bit of thinking and waited at my Gate lounge, reading.
The Lufthansa flight was probably the most comfortable flight I had. Although the plane was small, there weren’t many passengers and the seating was fairly well spread. I had a window seat which allowed me to peer out the window during the flight. Seeing the clouds in close proximity is quite a sight.
The flight was short and quiet and we touched down in Malpensa in no time. Then the nightmare began… DUN DUN DUN!
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9/15/09 @ 9:10 pm #
I really love how you use big words that don’t quite fit. It’s almost as if you’ve used a thesaurus. But, you’re not an English major so I will stop hassling you about that.
Marinating in crap guy smells bad.