Last week I spent 5 extra hours at the Delhi Airport.
This week Bangalore decides to treat me to a few extra hours at their at the moment empty and terribly cold airport. I don’t even have an extra shirt, let alone something that will keep me warm. An Indian Airlines flight that was to have left at 3 am will now depart at 5:20am (if I’m lucky) and I will get home at the grand hour of 7 am. Sheesh.
A quick trip to Bangalore ended with a bunch of colleagues first hitting TGIF and then shifting over to Athena. Having finished with that a large gathering of us went to Empire and pigged out like we hadn’t seen food for a week.
Here I am now. Cold. Not So Hungry. Alone. Sleepy. Cold. Sweaterless. Check-In Baggage-less. Coffeeless.
*Sigh*
Rigged/-
You really are beginning to display shades of Bridget Jones, my friend and you have a body to match.
May 24th, 2007 | #
Thank you Qwerty. I can now have nightmares about Riggy trying to seduce Hugh Grant.
Wait, perhaps there will be a happy ending and he’ll marry Whatshisname Nayar instead.
May 24th, 2007 | #
Q, stop being such a Mole.
May 25th, 2007 | #
No, really. That was frighteningly Briget Jones like
May 25th, 2007 | #
I wasn’t rigged. Just a drain on your life.
May 25th, 2007 | #
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June 21st, 2007 | #
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June 27th, 2007 | #