Thursday, July 20, 2006

Sand In Every Orifice

Welcome back to Kuwait! I knew I was on my way back to chaos town when I boarded the plane in Dubai. First we were late taking off as we waited for some little Indian dudes, actually they weren't little because one of them sat next to me and I found my self squished up against the window because he took up his seat and then half of mine. Of course these guys don't just board then that's the end of them no that would mean we were going to be going to a sane country. There just has to be some silliness on the flight back to Kuwait. One of these guys decides that he will go a-wondering around the plane before take off so a little Emeriates hostess is chasing after him saying sit down sir sir sir sit down. He is just walking as if he is a dumb mute and can't hear her. She finally gets him to sit but not before to long he is up running around the plane again. It took 2 Female hostesses and one male one to get him to sit. Then the guy next to me kicks his seat back just as we are taking off. I am pretty sure they say keep your seat up right for a reason. Any hoo so once we are air born and cursing along I recline my seat to then find this enormous Indian dude poking my arm going "What, What is this?" I think he was referring to my freckles but I didn't find out because my initial reaction was to say. "Stop it, don't touch me!" He backed off but a few moments later he was undoing my meal tray. "Look stop it, just keep to your side will you." I snapped at him, do these people not understand personal space? I guess not when there are so many of them they don't know the concept of personal bubble! But then to top it off the fat bastard fell asleep before landing and then continued to sleep as everyone was getting off the plane! "Excuse me, wake up, excuse me?" But to no avail he was still pushing out the z's. I didn't want to touch him and I couldn't climb over him because that would of been like trying to climb an elephant. So I waited until someone finally realised I was seriously stuck and finally woke him up. But did he worry that he was holding me up noooo all I get was "shway shway" which basically means slowly slowly wait, But then he tries several times to get up but he can't get out of his chair because his seat belt is still tightened around his huge gut, finally I said you need to undo your seat belt! But he couldn't undo it because it was lost in the folds of fat. Oh man Grrrrrr. Welcome back to Kuwait.

But I did eventually get off the plane and am here now back in the safety of the dusty city. I arrived back to a ridiculously high temperature and a broken air con ahhhh FARK. Then the phone line died and I think while I was away something died in the Kitchen drain! But its cool now I have fixed it all and now whenever I walk into the apartment I feel like I am walking into the fridge! So all is good.

I have a few more pictures of home but I will put them up another day when I am feeling a bit home sick and want to look at something other than sand. Any hoos, thanks to everyone at home for catching up, for the drinks and lunches and dinners. Sorry if I didn't get to say good bye but don't worry I'll be back again before to long!

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