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Friday, January 27

DOLPHIN DOCUMENTARIES ARE TEAR JERKERS

You know something is out of whack when you get a lump in your throat multiple times when watching a documentary of a dolphin, so I'm just going to blame it on a lack of sleep. I have a curse that i can not fall asleep when a move is playing, i learned to not even try after an hour of switching between closing my eyes and peeking at the screen. So during that last hour of flight my body was definitely doing all in it's power to shut down, but i didn't want to miss the sights, so i prevailed and it payed off, because I'm pretty sure i saw the lights of London. No big deal. The first thing i noticed when we landed in Frankfurt was how eerily quite it was, no loud voices and smiles were sparse. My group had only a small amount time to get to our next flight, so we booked it, but we weren't in so much of a rush that we couldnt make a fast stop to take a picture at the wall of German wooden coo coo clocks.
We boarded a train to take us on the other side of the airport, my backpack was super heavy so when the train started i was thrown off balance but regained myself. Whew! That would have been embarrassing. The train was soon coming to a stop when some McDonald napkins fell out of my back pocket, i was leaning over to pick them up, when the train came to stop and...yup, you guessed it. I totally fell over backwards! I laid there for a second, looking, as I imagine, like an exceedingly large cockroach turned upside down and scrambling for the life that seemed to be slipping away.I got so many looks of concern as well as disapproval as i walked out of the train laughing so hard that i was wiping my tears with the very napkins that led me to my doom. Leave it to me to be the first one to fall on my butt in a foreign country.
After an adventure to the bathroom where we couldn't find out how to flush the toilets, or figure out the contraption to dry our hands, we then nibbled on some German chocolate ( yes, the real deal. It's just as good as they say it is! Whoever "they" may be.) as we waited for the last flight that would finish off the stretch to St. Petersburg!
My first German sunrise

1 comment:

  1. Ahhhhhh. I am so jealous! That looks like so much fun! Ahhhhh so excited for you! And envisioning you falling on the train has been the best part of my day so far!

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