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| Embarking on my journey, a one-way ticket to europe. |
- 10.5 hours in a tiny airline seat
- 35,000 feet in the air
- 550 miles per hour
- 5,000+ miles
- 3 lovely airlines meals
- 5 crying babies
- 20 minute waits for the bathroom
- 2 cheesy romantic comedies
- 1 very excited traveler
I checked-in early, just to make sure I got a window seat for my flight. And when I got there, a 10-year-old Pawełek was already there and I didn't have the heart to tell him that he was in MY seat.
Pawełek was a cool kid, though, traveling back to his family in Krakow. He gave me some tips on Poland and told me of places I should visit while there. Pawełek made me feel super old by calling me "pani" (a Mrs. in Polish). I've never been a Pani Olena before. When I think of Panis, I always think of old Polish ladies sipping tea on Sundays afternoons in their old-fashioned floral dresses, cutting out coupons for household items. Wait a minute, that is going to be me one day, isn't it...
I slept most of the flight to Warsaw. During the transfer to Lviv, I met a friendly old Ukranian grandpa. He was traveling back home after spending some time with his sons in the States. Old people love giving advice to anyone that will listen. His one piece of advice was for me to find a wholesome young Ukranian man to marry while I was in Ukraine. I told him I'd keep my eyes open.
End of the flight, in a heavy Eastern European accent, the flight attendant announced: "Vee hope you enjoyed your flight wif Lot. Tank you for your corporation."
I'm surprised there's a non-spot flight from Chicago to Warsaw. It seems kinda random to me. I guess migration flows previous to the airplane era have shaped airline routes and flights... that sounds as interesting as it sounds irrelevant :P
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your trip.
Diego.