I'm still half comatose with jetlag, 24 hours after having gotten home. My flight was supposed to leave at 5 am, but when I got to the airport at 2 am it turned out that the flight was delayed until 7 am. As I had only an hour layover in Istanbul this would automatically have meant that I'd miss my connecting flight. With a bewildered look I approached an agent for the airline company, and with unpreceded swiftness, never before encountered in India, I suddenly found myself booked on the next available outbound Lufthansa flight, 2 hours earlier then my original flight.
As I had to run to catch the flight I had no time to change my rupees back to dollars until past the security gates. Well there I discovered that only Indian citizens were allowed to change rupees... And in the duty free only US dollars were allowed! How cheeky!
I therefore arrived in Gothenburg 2.5 hours earlier than according to plan, without having slept all night and after having changed my last remaining 3000 rupess into Swedish krona, (they didn't even cover the taxi fare from the airport...), I found myself outside my parents door only to discover that no-one was home! For 2 hours I plodded around in the rain, grumbingly waiting for my parents to grace me with their presence, and more importantly - the house key. Fair enough, it wasn't their fault, I hadn't notified them about the changed plans, and who on earth would have expected a flight from India to arrive earlier ?! But still...
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