I just booked my hotel for NeverSea. 🙂 Yeey 😀
So Day 12 is today, I’m in train to Olomouc and then bus to Frydek Mistek. There are 2 degrees and raining in Frydek Mistek. In Cancun were 30.
So I left Cancun yesterday at 9 in the morning. Wait, that was technically 2 days ago.
Anyway, I arrived at the airport and I was not seeing my flight on the board. It’s scary when you don’t see your flight on the Departures board. And when the person at the info desk of that company is not aware of it either, but he said that, if my boarding pass was issued at the self-check-in point, then it should be ok, it will appear.
Ok, but which gate I have? After walking around for 30 min, in the terminal, I said “hmm, let’s see where these people are flying to, which other flights are there scheduled.” And this is how I found my flight, it was the first one on the board, “original departure hour 9 in the morning, delayed to 12:10”. Weird, 12:10 says on my ticket and boarding pass, the flight number is the same, so this one should be it.
Then, when I arrived in Mexico City, I had to switch to the International Departures terminal, for Aeromexico. I was directed towards the Aerotrain. It was so cool. A train whose rails were literally in the air, over the airport’s terminals, over the highway, hangars, buildings etc.
It was just how I dream, when I dream that I take an elevator and, instead of going up and down, it goes left or right and I can see everything below.
At first, the plan was to leave the airport and go to Coyoacan, to Fryda Kahlo museum. But then, I realized, by the time I will arrive there it might be closed already, as I knew it was open until 17. So I stayed in the airport. It was safer.
Finally, a moment also for relaxing in this trip, as it always felt I was under run. Don’t worry, by the end of the day I was still able to make my 8000 steps. Around 10000 actually. Probably 2000 only in the airport’s books store.
The flight to Paris was ok, the food was ok also, and this time it felt the air in the cabin was cleaner at arriving in Paris, than at arriving in Mexico City. If you know what I mean. The thing is, there are 9 seats per row in this type of plane, around 50 rows. All these people breathing the same air for almost 11 hours. They do give you a small kit with toothbrush and paste, so maybe more people used that kit this time, before going to sleep and at waking up. 😀
In Paris, at CDG airport, when I arrived in Day 11, at 17:40ish, I had to do the check-in again, as they couldn’t give me the boarding pass for this flight also, as it was operated by Czech Airlines.
It took me a while to move from terminal E to terminal D, to find the check-in and then the gate. And I had to pass through security scan 2 times…
And then I saw the flight is delayed.. 20:15 scheduled departure, yet 20:20 it was written on my boarding pass as “boarding at”. “Yeah, so at least 1h delay, I said to myself”. Reason for delay: late arrival of the aircraft. Lovely. This was my 8th flight in these 12 days. I knew they stopped giving a f** long time ago, for flights to Bucharest, for example, but to their own home, also? Yeah, it was 21:30 when we took of and arrived at 22:40ish.
And they didn’t even offer us a cup of water for free, they passed with some cart, but they were selling sandwiches and Marlenkas. And I was too sleepy to argue. Shame on you, Czech Airlines… In all my Interjet flights I had a can or a bottle of something and a bag of chips included and the tickets were much cheaper. 😀
When I was in the metro and reading the advertising boards I was like: “What am I (still) doing in this country? There must be some strong karma keeping me here”..
Did I mention that, in the whole PRG airport, there is only one exchange company, called itself “the leading exchange company”? No, dear company, you are the “monopolizing exchange company” and you offer some rates that make me puke and also adding commission to them. You should have seen how it was in Mexico City airport: so many companies, one next to another, that, at one point, I sold a 100 EUR for 2030 pesos, more than the google exchange rate. :)) To USD they were decent, from 1730 to 1800 (in my last day), and they didn’t even hear of the thing “commission”.
Luckily there was still someone at the reception at my hostel when I arrived at 23:45. I had written them, when I was still in Paris, that I will be very late, to not mark me “No Show”.
It was 00:30, Day 12, when I was in bed ready for sleep. And I did fall asleep quite fast, so adjusting back to my hour was easier, as I was very tired.
So that’s it folks. But you can still stay around here, even if for the next months I will probably write only about my dreams and my plants. Hope they are still alive. :). Yeah, and maybe start preparing for F7 exam in June. Or July. Or 2018. 😀 Sure, right after NeverSea. Can hardly wait.
So I just bought my ADO bus ticket to the airport T2. Yeey. 72 pesos, not 150 as I paid for the bloody collective shuttle, in the way here. Tomorrow I’m leaving. :(((
What? I forgot to continue Day 7 & Day 8? It’s ok, I will tell you everything in person when we will see each other (again).
Today I was at Isla Mujeres… 19 dollars ferry way and return. Yeah.. Quite of an adventure. Imagine renting a bike and making the tour of the island, in the middle of the day under the clear Caribbean Sun and (for the last 5km) with the wind blowing like crazy from front. And with a bike that had only one speed. After each hill I had to stop to catch my breath, even if I was climbing it using my own weight, as in standing. Because sitting it was impossible.
I had a lunch of Pescado Tacos with guacamole, cream and pico de gallo. Yummy!! And a yummy refreshing lemonade with fresh mint. Best lemonade ever.
They might have been 20 km in total as there is a detour for the turtles aquarium. My arms and shoulders are pink-ish.. Don’t worry, I had hat all the time and I applied SPF45 every 1 hour. And I drank 1,5l of water, aside from the lemonade. And they still got pink. Not stinging yet, we will see after shower tonight.
Now I’m going to try a shot of Mezcal, with the saving that I got from the bus ticket. I have enough time to wake up until tomorrow at 9 right?
At my hostel now they are playing “Spin the wheel” or “The wheel of shots”, since so far everyone has won only shots. No “kiss a staff”, no “karaoke”, no “dirty dance”. (I peeked what was written on the wheel while I was having my plate of pasta). On the song “Zombie” from The Cranberries. Yeah..
I arrived from my trip one hour ago, a plate of dinner was waiting for me, I just had shower and laid myself in bed with a bottle of cold water under my feet. I would not go down to the party not even if you pay me. (Ok, I would, everything has a price :)) ).
So I didn’t recover my Vallarta hat, they said they didn’t find anything like that in the bus, that maybe somebody else took it. Sure, from under the chair, a dark-blue hat, in the dark… Anyway. I did a mistake for not putting it in the bag after taking it off my head, now I’m paying for it.
So, as I was saying: trip. Both yesterday and today I had two organized trips purchased from the Cancun Adventure website, operated by the Experiences Xcaret. Yesterday I had Chichen Itza Deluxe tour and today Tulum&Xel-Ha.
Yesterday in the tour we stopped first at the archeological site of the pyramidal bases (they say this is the correct description, as they are not geometrically pyramids, like the ones from Egipt).
After a discussion about the alignment of the planets, obsidian disks, eclipses and the long count calendar, we saw the mayan bees, which don’t sting, because they are needless and very small, and a fight between the male birds for mating with the best female around. :D.
Looks like someone won Karaoke. During which he mumbled something about a Jungle. It was “Land Down Under”. :))) The sound got distorted from travelling between the windows until my ears. And now somebody won a sexy dance. Yeeay! I hope it is a she, I have to see this. BRB.
Care zi? Asta pe care am petrecut-o pe drumuri? Am plecat la 9 din Hostelul din Guadalajara si am ajuns la 21 la Hostelul din Cancun. Cred ca ajungeam mai repede pe cale rutiera..
Pai, zborul al doilea a avut aprox o ora intarziere, apoi, cand am iesit in fata aeroportului, mi s-a spus ca Uber nu are voie pe aici, adica pe langa aeroport, ca e zona federala ca bla-bla… Si cica ori iau taxi (autorizat) care ma costa 600 de pesos ori astept sa se adune mai multi (minim 4) si ne duce la comun, cu un mini shuttle, cu 150 pesos fiecare. Am zis ok, astept atunci. Am asteptat o ora. Plus juma de ora cat a durat calatoria, in care mi-au inghetat creierasii de la aerul conditionat. Si in care ma holbam la toate monstruozitatile de hoteluri de 5 (si plus) stele si ma intrebam oare de unde vin si cu ce se ocupa oamenii care stau in ele.
Am ajuns la hostel, atmosfera de party, placuta, energie multa, mi-au dat si cina (gratis, ca aici e in regim demi-pensiune). Am luat o berica si am mai stat si eu un pic pe afara ca incepusera nu stiu ce joc cu shoturi.
Apoi m-am retras, am facut un dus cald (ca sa pot transpira mai cu spor) si m-am urcat in pat. Acum e 23:30 si nu pot sa dorm: nici nu mi-e prea somn, ce-i drept, dar e si (inca) foarte galagie de la terasa.. Parca muzica se oprea la 23 sau vinerea e o exceptie?! In plus, sunt intr-o camera de femei, 6 paturi, eu intr-unul de deasupra. Si mor de cald, chiar si cu parul ud si cu aerul conditionat pornit in partea opusa camerei. Si bumzi-bumzi. Si iar bumzi. 😦 Cred ca sunt prea batrana pentru asta..
Sau m-am obisnuit prost in primele 5 nopti unde am avut numai single. Mi-as fi luat si aici, dar era mult prea scumpa o single si am zis ca oleac de socializare nu o sa ma omoare. Dar totusi..
Adica party-ul nu e rau, dar, avand in vedere ca maine la 6 ma trezesc pentru ca trebuie sa ajung pe jos la 2.1 km distanta sa iau autocarul pentru excursia la Chichen Itza, pentru ca cica “Uber nu e disponibil in locatia mea”, nu mai e asa fun. Hashtag: whathaveIdone
Si mi-e sete. Si cica apa de la robinet nu e potabila. M-am spalat cu ea pe dinti, o sa mor? Am uitat sa cumpar apa de la OXXO-ul din strada, asa ca trebuie sa rabd pana dimineata. Sau sa ma schimb de pijamale si sa ma duc sa-mi iau. Cica e non-stop, deci mai astept. Poate adorm intre timp. Sau ma duc direct asa, in pantaloni scurti de pijama si maieu, nu cred ca va fi o tragedie. :))
Somnusor. Si vise placute. Mda.. si azi-noapte.. Chiar incep sa-mi pierd rabdarea. Iar cand asteptam shuttle-ul in aeroport m-a luat asa un val dintr-o data, de am simtit ca mi-a deschis cineva chakra inimii cu ranga. 😀 pai da, ca daca as fi stat cu ea deschisa in toate zilele astea n-as mai fi facut nimic altceva decat sa stau in hostel ascultand muzica lacrimogena. Bumzi-bumzi, btw.
Concluzia: Vrei Cancun? Mai scoate vreo.. dublu, triplu din portofel, ca aici e Cancun, Riviera Maya, nu e tabara Costinesti. (as fi comparat cu Vama, dar n-am fost niciodata acolo, poate anul asta, ca tot vin pentru NeverSea, daca supravietuiesc Cancun-ului.)
Acum astept in aeroportul din Guadalajara, la poarta numarul 4, pentru zborul la Mexico City, apoi, 2 ore dupa, zborul la Cancun. Mi le-au schimbat in rezervare, vazusem cu doua zile inainte sa plec, cand m-am logat cu toate rezervarile ca sa fiu sigura. Eu cumparasem de la 11 si cu doar 1 ora intre ele in Mexico City, ar fi trebuit sa ajung pe la 15 la Cancun. Acum ajung la 18. Numai bine, ca abia se opreste ploaia pana atunci. :))
Ieri am fost la Puerto Vallarta. M-am trezit la 5, cand a sunat alarma, iar la 5:30 m-a luat Uberul catre autogara Zapopan, de unde mi-am cumparat bilet dus-intors cu Primera Plus.. Ca se pare ca Vallarta Plus era pe partea cealalta a autostrazii.. Dus la 6:30, intors la 15:40.
Am ajuns putin inainte de 11 in Puerto Vallarta, dupa ceasul meu de la telefon, care se daduse cu o ora in urma cand am intrat in statul Nayarit. Dar eu ma asteptam sa se dea iar inapoi, odata ce ma apropiam de destinatie, pentru ca Puerto Vallarta nu e in Nayarit, ci pe acelasi fus orar cu Guadalajara, din cate vazusem eu pe harta.
Ma rog, ca sa fiu sigura, am intrebat pe cineva cand stateam la coada la banca din zona pietonala, ca sa mai schimb $100. Mi-a confirmat ora pe care o aveam pe telefon. Desi, dupa Google, era intradevar cu o ora mai mult, exact asa cum stiam si eu.
M-am plimbat prin zona pietonala in lung si-n lat, am facut poze, mi-am bagat picioarele in apa cu tot cu sandale, cand a venit un val mai maricel si mi-a udat blugii pana la genunchi. Dar, la cat de cald era si la cat de bine mirosea a mare, m-as fi aruncat cu totul in apa.
Am mancat un meniu McFish de la Mc, aici sandwishul avea doua bucati de file de peste. 🙂 Adica incerc sa mananc cat mai variat, max o masa pe zi cu specific mexican, pentru a evita orice probleme digestive, mai ales ca mancasem deja tacos, foarte picant, doua zile la rand.
Apoi am luat-o frumusel la pas pe bulevardul mare, am traversat strada cand am iesit din port, dar mi-am dat seama ca tot mai erau vreo 10 km pana la centrala de autobuze si nu mai voiam sa dau iar 150 pesos pe taxi, ca la venire. Ca aici nu era Uber :(. Asa ca am intrebat un nene la un magazin, de unde mi-am luat o sticla de electroliti, daca e vreun autobuz care merge unde am eu nevoie si mi-a zis sa-l iau pe cel albastru, pe care scrie Ixtapa. M-a costat 7 pesos. Dar tocmai imi cumparasem o sapca de 140. :d
Am ajuns in autogara la 14:15, dupa telefonul meu. Adica am zis sa ajung mai bine o ora mai devreme decat una mai tarziu. Si bineinteles, ceasul din autogara era 15:15.. Adica daca pierdeam autobuzul trebuia sa cumpar biletul din nou, doar ca imi zisesera de dimineata ca cel de la 16:40 si cel de la 17:40 erau deja pline.. si as fi ajuns inapoi la Guadalajara dupa miezul noptii.. Oricum 3 ore de Puerto Vallarta mi-au fost de ajuns, se vede deja un bronz pe maini, desi mi-am dat de doua ori pe gat si pe maini cu SPF30.
Am ajuns apoi pe la 21 la Hostel, m-a adus Uberul… pana am facut dus si mi-am organizat bagajul s-a facut 22. Si la 6:30 de dimineata, deja nu mai aveam somn.
Incepe sa-mi placa din ce in ce mai mult de Uber: stii pretul de la inceput, pe care ti-l opreste de pe card, deci nu mai te incurci cu bani, ca n-are rest ca n-are schimbat ca bla-bla, masinile sunt mai curate si mai fancy decat taxi, pretul e mai mic si cu ocazia asta vad si eu cum arata toate marcile de masini. :)) Iar soferul pe care l-am avut acum catre aeroport a fost de-a dreptul adorabil incat i-am lasat si bacsis.
Abia am trecut de jumatatea vacantei si deja m-a apucat nostalgia. Ii iubesc cum vorbesc ei intre ei si la radio cu limba si cu accentul asta.
So yesterday until airport I kept in bed resting and relaxing. I had an amazing scrambled eggs breakfast at the hotel. Then, in the early afternoon, I landed in Guadalajara. I got a shuttle from the airport which brought me until the hostel’s doors. I took my room in the hostel and then I went exploring and I stopped at one of the hostel recommended restaurants where I had some epic tacos. And that’s about it.
Today I woke up at 4, almost 5, I kept in bed until around 7, when I dressed up and went for a 1h before-breakfast brisk-walk to keep my heart healthy.
At 9, after breakfast, I borrowed a bike from the hostel’s garden, to which I had to pump a bit more air. Fun. It was squeaking from all bindings but it was ok. I came back barely-speaking-tired at around 12.
I had found an optics where I had a small fix for my glasses: when I cleaned them this morning one of the little legs that stay over the nose fell off so I had to replace them both.
Then I went for some quesadillas at a pub close to the hostel. I had some more walk, time during which my laundry was done.
Then, I left for another walk around the neighborhood, got to OXXO and bought a Oreo ice-cream cone. Yummy.
Ya.. so far I spent 4000 pesos (including the hostels). I guess I underestimated my eating budget, because I spent 1600 exclusively on food in only 4 days. But that’s ok: also my financial planning skills are in vacation. They deserve it. 😀
Tomorrow I’m planning the trip to Puerto Vallarta. The guy from the reception was so nice and he put me in the phone some codes for discounts with Uber. Looks like I’m finally going to use it for my first time, to take me at 5 AM to the Vallarta Plus bus station.
What else? What dreams? No, not interested in writing about those anymore, they were interesting, yes, but always the same plot and with such a precise frequency that I could probably make a calendar on them. Until something new shows up into my subconscious, no more. No.
So far no mosquito touched me, I bought a bio repellent from the airport terminal’s pharmacy and I used it in a quite big amount on my hat, purse and shoes. It smells so good, really!
But I do have some health issues though: my kidneys still didn’t come back to function at optimum capacity – honestly I don’t know where all the water goes (wrap the feet in cold water towels, you say?) and I have a rhinitis also, that I don’t know how to treat anymore. I’m alternating between paracetamol and aspirin but my nose is always either stuck either running. (Try Claritine you say, to rule out allergy? Hmm.. I even forgot I have it packed, so let’s try that also..)
Mexican people are so nice and so polite. At least the ones I had the chance to interact with, on the streets or in the public transportation left me only with good impressions.
Btw, did you know that in the Mexico City metro the first 2 cars from each train are specially designated for women and children?
What else? Yeah, in Guadalajara during the day there are 30 degrees Celsius, but feels like 35ish, as there is no single cloud or wind. In the morning it is a bit chilly though, just like in DF, 10-12 degrees, until the sun rises properly.
I’m holding a mental ceremony as a funeral for the tomato plants that I put outside in the garden before leaving, as they were last night all covered in snow. My Leo sent me pictures.
So that’s it for now. Stay tuned.
A.. pictures you can find on my instagram, mostly in real-time, as they are much easier to edit and upload than here. 🙂
So my day 2 started at 3 AM local hour and ended at 8 PM.. Ok, from 3 to 7 I stayed in bed reading stuff on the internet and having a pre-breakfast with the leftovers from dinner. I left the hotel at 7, outside was raining and coldish:
I took metro until Hidalgo and I started walking on the streets finding Paseo de la Reforma. I bought a latte and water and some cookie from OXXO and by fortunate accident I ended up here:
I was actually trying to walk on Paseo de la Reforma until Chapultepec. After getting lost in one series of intersections I got to the same Cathedral where I was yesterday:
And that’s when I asked someone in which direction is this Chapultepec and he showed me a bus in the station just in front of us which was going there. So I jumped in. And I jumped back down when I got to Angel de la Independencia.
And then I kept walking until I got into the Chapultepec forest and I started chasing squirrels. And then I visited the botanical garden and the lakes and I got lost until I got to a train stop. I got into it and it brought me back to the metro station.
And then I wanted to come back to the hotel, find some lunch, recharge my phone and run to Xochimilco.
To be continued, probably when I will find a computer, as this phone is not very much wordpress friendly. Or the other way around. I’m killing my eyes.
Ok, the day is not over yet, local hour is 4 PM, even if this day for me has 31 hours, from which 12 trying to sleep in the Dreamliner economic class. It wasn’t that bad, my memory foam travel pillow helped tremendously, the night passed quite fast. And I watched 2 episodes of “Good Luck, Charlie!”, the one with the bug prom and the one with the waiting list at Yale.
I found out the birth date of the guy seated next to me, the only one I exchanged some words with during all flight, which resumed to “open the air vent/close the air vent”. I peeked when he was filling his visa form. Don’t worry, he was born in ’72 and his destiny number is 7. I’m only bothering my mind with 33s. And some very well-selected exceptions.
They kept my mosquito repellent at security check. Ooops. Apparently you are not allowed with aerosols at all, no matter if it only had 80 ml.. I was planing to buy a bio one anyway, because on those Cancun trips and in Puerto Vallarta won’t let you with them either.
I bought myself a local SIM with a lot of data included. But when I wanted to order Uber from the airport it was telling me I have to log in on the website and put my new phone number.. I gave up.. Too complicated :)) Actually I gave up when they said they sent me confirmation code on the previous number and I was too lazy to plug the old card in the back-up phone. And still haven’t done it yet.
But after some walking around the airport, searching for the best exchange rate, after changing into my walking clothes and after a coffee at Starbucks it was already 7 AM.
So I took the metro. Saved 100 pesos. I asked one security guy from where I can take the metro and he directed me to the dark-red buses, which connect between terminals, which dropped me just in front of Hangares metro station, where I caught the sunrise.
Then I was planning to walk to that Mirador from the Cathedral of Nuestra Santa Guadalupe, but on the square in front of the cathedral they were too many beggars which asked me for money and my carefree mood was gone. So I turned around, took metro back and got down at Hidalgo.
After walking more than 5 km on the city center’s avenues, with my cabin trolley behind me, at around 11:30 AM, local hour, I decided I critically need a bed – my back was hurting and I couldn’t tell my ankles from the rest of the leg. Luckily my reserved room was free so they gave it to me immediately. I jumped straight into a refreshing shower. Then I cuddled into the blanket. I set my alarm to wake me up in 3 hours, in case I will fall asleep and I will dream that I’m trapped and my body frozen and I can’t get back up..
Funny thing, the alarm rang when I was already back from Comercial Mexicana – 200 m from the hotel – and had all the food already eaten. Ok, most of it. Who could stay in bed in the middle of the day, on another continent?! The hair dried itself from the sun, I even pre-styled it with some spray sunscreen. But my back pain was killing me now. 😦 Luckily I had some Aulin packed in my medicines baggy, just in case, I had few of them left from when I had my upper wisdom tooth removed and they weren’t yet expired. The back pain and the emerging headache went away completely!
What else? Yeah, I was way up in the Latin-American tower. So cool to see all city, all 360 degrees, from the 37th floor. And even planes landing. Perks of having your airport so close to the city, yet not much fun now because I can hear them all from my hotel room.
Aa, before that, I somehow ended up in front of a small catholic church just when they started the “Christ’s Resurrection Day” sermon. I lit a candle and listened patiently for about 15 min, mostly because my legs were hurting already and I needed a place to sit somewhere in the shadow. I mean, honestly, catholic churches are more human-friendly than orthodox ones mostly because there is a lot of natural light inside and it is not smelling everything like incense. And they play Organ and they don’t make you to knee down for the whole lecture. Anyway..
Sorry, I declare this day over now, I’m brushing my teeth and Zzzzzz. I cannot keep my eyes open anymore. Hopefully tomorrow I will not wake up on CET (daylight saving) hour.
So last night I had some other sessions of lucid dreaming. So illuminating. 🙂
The first dream, I remember I was in a bed and it was night and dark in the room and my phone rang. I saw it was showing 10 AM and April 16th. My mom was on the other side of the line and she asked me where I am. I was thinking, wait a minute, at this hour I should be in the plane, preparing for landing, not in a bed, in the night, in a hotel room. “Hmm, I must be dreaming!” I told to myself. And then I had an idea to test to see if I’m actually dreaming or not, so I asked my mom: “Mom, which is the date when I should be flying to Mexico?” And she said: “April 6th”. And then I was like: “Ha! wrong answer = I’m dreaming!”. And then in a semi-awaken state I “clicked” save, so I would remember everything and write it on my blog when I will wake up.
Then, few small lucid sessions when I was alone and testing the dream reality. So cool.
And then I was in another hotel room (or the same) and there were also some people standing there, looking at me, it felt weird and once again I had the hint that I must be dreaming. So I had another idea to prove it. I started asking math questions to the people. “1+1?”, “2!”, somebody answered. “2+3”, “5!”, somebody else answered. Hmm… “7+5?” and the answer was “7”.
I asked again a bit louder: “7+5?” and the answer was again “7”. One time more, this time quite excited: “7+5?” and I heard back “7”. I was like: “Haa!!!.. see? once again I’m dreaming!”. “I must have caught a small cold if my body is able to sleep so deeply yet my brain still active”.. I was telling to myself.
And then I was again in a hotel room, either in Prague or already in Mexico, this time not alone, Leo was there with me and I was so happy that in the end he decided to come with me. The phone watch was showing 11:00 AM and, funny thing, this time it didn’t even cross my mind that I might not be awake, yet still dreaming, so I started rushing him to pack everything, “Dude, we have a plane to catch at 5 PM, so we must be at the airport at latest 2 PM”.
Yeah… 🙂 On the other hand, I did catch a small cold after I fell asleep with the wet hair on Wednesday night 😦 God, I’m such a sensitive flower… And I realized I still have a lot of chores to do before leaving, starting with planting in the garden some of my flowers and tomato plants, so that Leo will have less to take care off.
Later edit: ok, so I made a small plantation :)) 10 tiny plants of forget-me-not and 10 tomato plants. Let’s see if they will survive, because the weather predictions say it might even be snowing next week.. Anyway, I have a lot of them left inside.
Now I have to make some rice with mushrooms.. but I just took 2 paracetamols. Oooops.. so, zzzzZZz now. Maybe Leo will cook lunch today. ZZzzzzz
PS. The flight radar shows that the Quetzalcoatl Livery is scheduled for my flight!! 🙂 Yeeeey. What were the chances?! (I guess 12,5% if it is rotating randomly between 4 destinations way and back). Can hardly wait.