Day Twenty One and Twenty Three - Ciao Bella!

14 August 2008

So, after getting drunk the night before, I woke up hella early to go meet up with a friend in Mariahilferstrasse. No pictures of that, 'cause I was hungover and I lacked the sleep required to operate a camera.

Funny thing, though, ang tagaaaal ko nang wala sa Wien... So little ol' me got lost in Mariahilferstrasse. I know, right?!?! How the heck do you get yourself lost there? LOL.

I blame the booze.

Anyhoo, I finally found the place an hour late. Had breakfast at Mickey Dee's and had coffee at one of the cafes, before I had to head back to the Hof to get ready to go... Never had to use the word 'to' so much in just one sentence. Sheesh. What is happening to the grammer of myself?

Anyhoos, pictures!

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5.Bye, Wien.

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We left at around 1pm and arrived in Pordenone at around 8-ish (?). RB picked us up from the trainstation and back home to Fontanafredda where I packed the life out of me. LOL.

Our flight was scheduled at 3pm the next day, 15 August 2008...

Woke up at around 9am. Got ready. Was out of the house by noon.

...Everything seemed to be going ok, but I had a wildly weird feeling that we weren't going to make it. And when the railroad crossing thing went down (with one car in front of us. Just. One. Car.), my wildly weird feeling was somehow solidified...

All the other roads were blocked. New diversions were put up. RB's GPS thing was going all cray-zay... And to top it off RB's iPod kept playing 25 Minutes Too Late by Michael Learns To Rock.

Got to the airport at 3:15. Said our goodbyes. Went inside. Gates were closed. Plane was getting ready to taxi. So, we ran outside to try and catch RB & Irog and get this...

...It started to rain. Hard.

Talk about movie moments.

I'm tellin' you... You just can't make stuff like this up!

I was able to find a nice young Italian couple who lent me their cellphone and I called Irog. Thankfully, she, too sensed that something wildly weird would happen, and so they stayed in the airport instead of driving off immediately.

We rescheduled our flight for the next day, thankfully for no extra fees. Then we headed on back to Fontannafredda.

16 August 2008

Woke up earlier. Left earlier. Got to the airport way earlier. Good thing.

Gave us enough time to have breakfast.

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Hugged goodbye for the 2nd time. Haha.

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25.Couldn't connect. Tsk.

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29.Far

30.Pretty close

31.Close.

32.Too close.

33.Friggin' flight was delayed...

34....And K was gettin' antsy.

35. Ciao Bella...See you again, soon.

36. I think we were flying above Turkey at this point... ...or somewhere or other.

37. Dubai at night.The view that made me cry... Not because it was beautiful... I mean, it was.

...But I cried, because I didn't really want to ever come back.

And thus endeth the Trip 2008 series.

Hella fun. Hella awesome. Hella nostalgic. Hella wanna do that again, baybee!

Trip 2009... Soon.



Haha.

Kissy kissy!