On the road again
| Date: | Wednesday 23 March 2005 |
| Temperature: | 25 °C |
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And there I go again! After some great hours with my parents and Brigitte at the airport I am flying to Mexico City (MC) in style. Because lucky as I were, I managed to fly business class. At the check in desk of United Airlines I asked whether they had an overbooking problem, but as they hadn't, they were willing to place me on an 'upgrade'. Sitting here between people with good looking shoes instead of sandals, laptops on their laps and all reading the Herald newspaper. I just finished a three course meal. Salmon topped with a nice salad dressing, very impressive ravioli and a cheese plateau as desert. If I stretch my legs I can't touch my front neighbor and the chair has more buttons for changing positions then I can think of being useful. Anyway, for the first time, sitting here, I feel like a traveler again and I am going to relive the whole backpackers life again.
In Washington, my stopover, things were getting strict again. I got a very long interview at the check in desk and they were especially interested in the Islamic visas in my passport. 'What are you doing there anno 2004?', 'Do you still have contact with some locals? ' and more of that crap. A big ass, lazy American, wanted my fingerprints, a scan of my eyes and some photo's and was continuously nagging about the people in Mexico, in his eyes they were all criminals. They also checked the luggage twice, which isn't so special, where it not that also everybody had to take of their shoes and x-ray them. And at the plane, knifes are made out of plastic, while spoons and forks are still metal. The second part of my trip was a huge fall; normal class again which meant shortage of leg space and bad food. Because I arrived late in MC, I didn't have time to find a good way of getting into center, so I was fucked by taxi drivers, before ending up in a hostel on the zocalo. What a day..!
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