This week I have discovered a new fixation - checking flight arrivals/departures and weather forecasts at every airport that i maybe flying to/from. Doesn't really help anything but I like to feel informed.
So my updated plan for xmas is as follows -
get up, drink lots of prosecco, go for a walk about luzern, watch a movie then sleep
Im not the only person to be affected by the adverse weather and it could be worse I could be stuck in London.
But just to make it clear BA are dodgers stay away from their scummy flights
Sonntag, 19. Dezember 2010
Dienstag, 7. Dezember 2010
The rollercoaster month..............
It is coming up to Christmas, I wouldn’t need a calendar to tell you this I am just having my usual Christmas emotion fest. Except this year it is in reverse.
Normally at this time of year I hate being in Scotland. I hate the shops filled to the brim with customers, I hate the constant stream of sofa adverts and the permanent temptation of mince pies. I’ve spent my life moaning about how much I hate Christmas. However, as much as it kills me to say it there were certain days last week when the thought of Tesco was enough for me to have tears running down my face.
Then after a super surreal weekend I woke up to the reality that I actually live in a beautiful place. I went and stayed at a tiny ski resort in the mountains, to see my favorite band of the last 12 years, with two of the loveliest people I’ve ever met. Returning back to LU instead of having the post weekend blues, I ended up at the cutest Christmas market and then off for gluhwein with some other lovely people. And once again I was upset just because I was happy.
Life on the Christmas emotion rollercoaster, not fun, but often full of surprises.
Normally at this time of year I hate being in Scotland. I hate the shops filled to the brim with customers, I hate the constant stream of sofa adverts and the permanent temptation of mince pies. I’ve spent my life moaning about how much I hate Christmas. However, as much as it kills me to say it there were certain days last week when the thought of Tesco was enough for me to have tears running down my face.
Then after a super surreal weekend I woke up to the reality that I actually live in a beautiful place. I went and stayed at a tiny ski resort in the mountains, to see my favorite band of the last 12 years, with two of the loveliest people I’ve ever met. Returning back to LU instead of having the post weekend blues, I ended up at the cutest Christmas market and then off for gluhwein with some other lovely people. And once again I was upset just because I was happy.
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