About an hour into flight and I’m sitting next to a Computer Science PhD student from Eindhoven. I think i might be going deaf tho, or maybe he just talks real quiet. I’m trying to watch the Bourne ultimatum, but it is not that good. But oh man! I was really surprised by the quality of the food. I had chicken with some pasta and grilled eggplant, but the best was the chocolate cake for dessert. Crumbly base and cherry sauce, it was great.
It’s pitchblack outside alreay, altho it’s only 7 o clock dutch time. Flying fucks up your rhythm, I’m glad I started this trip with none to begin with.
Urgh. What a horrible place is Dubai! Massive yet crouded with masses of trolley suitcases. What’s up with that? I can hardly imagine using one as main luggage, but in here people treat it like carry on luggage. My superfresh SB’ now have skidmarks on them. But at least I’m not American. Yanks would have a hard time with all these terrorists around.
Anyways, Ilm transferring here. From midnight till 3. Which feels way too weird, because it’s only 9 o’clock in holland. Emerates Air employees greet me with ‘good morning’ in an attempt to confuse me.