Showing posts with label airport. Show all posts
Showing posts with label airport. Show all posts

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Be There Now

Sitting in my cramped, uncomfortable aisle seat, for which I paid British Airways an extra $50, I often thought that I no longer want to "be here now."

No, I'd rather "be there now."

Three airline flights, two of them at least eight-hours long, two 4-5 hour airport layovers and the crossing of umpteen time zones will leave anyone wanting to be "there" instead of "here."

All of that was quickly forgotten by:

* meeting the beautiful, calm presence of Gurnam Singh, Craig Bell's local tour guide, waiting for me outside the airport.

* getting some sleep

* a hot shower and, with perfect timing (after I had dressed and gotten myself in some kind of order), a welcome phone call from Craig asking if I'd like to meet him for breakfast, then hearing his gentle tap on the door a few minutes later.

I really have nothing to complain about.  All of my flights were on time, everyone I met, from airport security personnel, to airport shopkeepers, to the friendly Indian woman seated next to me, who kept talking to me even though she knew that I didn't understand her language, were friendly and pleasant.  She talked, laughed, and gestured and I smiled and nodded, not understanding a word but somehow managing to help her fill out the arrivals card, showing her where to put her flight and passport numbers.  Before we left the plane she showed a photo of the new granddaughter she had been visiting in Edinburgh, Scotland.  I can only imagine how she managed the Scottish accents before her family came to collect her.

More about my first impressions next time. I really must try to get back to sleep.  We begin a full day of sightseeing in a few hours.  The other good news is that I found the wall switch for the space heater (under the counter) so I can get out of the sleeping bag.  About two hours ago the penny finally dropped and it dawned on me that a wall switch controls the heater's on/off not the switch on the heater itself.   Silly me.  Last night I slept in my vest and light jacket inside the sleeping bag, which I had under the sheets. Nice to know that the bag has already come in handy.