Christmas

Misi flew to Hungary on the 21st of December and I followed him on the 23rd. I had quite a long and eventful journey. I was flying from Helsinki, so I took the 3 am bus from Tampere to Helsinki. Since had woken up at 6 am the previous morning, I thought I would sleep on the bus thus making the trip seem shorter. And I did, for about an hour. Half way into the journey this little 3 year old girl started crying. And she didn't stop for the next hour until we arrived to Helsinki... In Helsinki I couldn't believe my eyes when I realized how long the queue for the check-in was. I counted at least five different destinations in the same queue. I don't quite understand what was the logistic behind this. Every now and then a woman would come and shout out a destination and a departure time, and those who were travelling at those times would go in front, otherwise they would have missed their flights. After one and half hours I managed to check-in. Upon arrival I had the unpleasant experience of my phone not booting up. Luckily I had another one with me as well with a Hungarian number in it, so I was able to get in touch with Misi to let him know onto which Wien-Gyor train I made it. By the time I arrived, I had been up for 36 hours with less than two hours of sleep which I got on the bus and on the plane. I was dead tired, but didn't go to sleep for a while because I didn't want to mess up my rythm completely. I only went to bed around 5 pm and slept for three hours and was up for two, than went to bed again at 10 pm and had a long, lovely, refreshing sleep until 9 am the next morning. For two days we spent time with Misi's family and visited some friends. You can imagine that two days fly away quickly and on the morning of 26th of December I was in Wien again waiting for my flight back to Finland...