Thursday, March 3, 2011

Airport and Traveling Experiences II

>> The eight hour flight from Chicago to Munich. Long flight. I now have a better understanding of what Chris Farley went through while changing his suit on an airplane in the movie "Tommy Boy" : )

>>Munich. If riding on an airplane doesn't make you a little queasy then walking and winding through this German airport will. I must have entered at terminal one while my connecting flight was gate 89...

>>While walking I began to sweat. As most people do, I sweat when I'm nervous or anxious. And since I had said goodbye to my family in Des Moines my stomach had been in knots - gut wrenching, wanting to throw up and cry, knots. Now, while I'm sweating in Munich - from the plane ride, anxiety and endless walking, I try to make my very first international phone call. I put my visa in the slot and start to dial. Nothing happens... I try again and again and again. I get a few different operators (not in English) and finally - by the hand of God Himself - on the sixth try I hear, "Hello, this is Dusty," music to my ears! : )

>>At this airport a bus shuttled us to the plane and we boarded from outside. On the ride to the plane I bumped into three people - while I was only standing next to two... it was an interesting ride, haha. I later found out that most Polish bus drivers drive the same way : ) You've got to keep a good grip or else you 'meet' a lot of new and unintended friends.

>>Finally in Krakow! Alex Peterson was right, pretty laid back. I walked right through customs and out the door without anyone noticing. In hindsight they probably should have - I was struggling a good bit. I had little sleep and too very heaving suitcases. Suitcases that my brothers and dad had handled for me previously (they are much stronger : ) And, again, I was running into people left and right : )

>> I walked out the gate to see a Harry Potter-looking woman standing there with my name on a piece of paper. I could hear the hallelujah chorus singing! Her name is Barb she is a nice, knowledgeable lady and my first friend. I quickly found out we have a lot in common. She is a woman of psychology. While her husband is an artist and her son works at a club : ) Three pieces of myself right here in Krakow.