What a beautiful city! What a wonderful time. I wished my holiday would go on and on forever. To get to relax so totally and have a bit of fun was a first in a very very long time for me.Mind you, it started off horribly. I missed my plane in the morning(last thursday) because it seemed everyone was on an early flight plus security at Stansted was unusually tedious. Seeing how my day started at 2am in order to get the 6:60am flight, you might understand how pissed off i was. They detained me for a bit because tey were doing "a moisture test" on my clear plastic baG WITH LIQUIDS. bY LIQUIDS I AM REFERRING TO MASCARA, A COUPLE OF LIPSTICKS and a small tub of moisturiser. I couldnt leave them behind as they had my coat and mobile in their stupid dirty baskets.

I knew i was hoping for a non-existent miracle when i ran to the gate, making woman with babies part with their prams in a bid to let me get there faster. I heard them make one final announcement, when i got there, the awfully smug little man told me i'd missed it. All that running and lack of sleep made me momentarily feel like attacking this bastard and threatening violence to the security people!!

I had to buy another ticket for the evening, at 3 times the price of the first one. I now hate Ryanair completely and i feel justified so don't argue. How dare the secruty guy says my bag is over the limit? their scales clearly do not work the same way, kinda like bathroom scales. Anyway, the evening flight was delayed, they made us put our shoes thru a machine and i bitched about picking up germs on a dirty a filthy carpet.

I eventually arrived in Austria at 1am. My friend picked me up from the slovakian airport(i am bver going back to slovakia...EVER!). Awful bitch there. Gerald, my friend, was happy to see me and he wanted to explain how everything worked in the flat before dashing out to his girlfriend's flat. He was really late and he was goona get a good bollocking. He did. It turns out he could have stayed at the flat but he couldnt trust himself to be in the same house as me without getting crazy "downstairs". perhaps madam had sensed this.

He came back to the flat in the morning and so my fun started.
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