Monday, July 31, 2006
When things go wrong they certainly can go wrong
Foreign country. Unknown town. Plane to catch. A hitch. A spanner in the works. Wrong train. Heading in completely the wrong direction. Where the hell am I. How do I get to where I need to go. Nice station lady. Some help. Hard truths. No trains. No busses. Only a taxi. How much. Gulp. Too much. Way too much. How can a taxi cost more than a flight. A moment. A decision. No real choice in the end. Rush to a cash machine. Jump in the cab. Time passes. Slowly. At the airport. Finally. Plane now delayed. Here we go. Connection may be lost. May be sleeping in another city. Another country tonight. My bed seems further away than ever.
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