19.6.10

EMBARRASSING MOMENTS PART 3

Remato a minha estadia londrina com as minhas últimas peripécias.
Não sei se já vos tinha falado do Hugo. O Hugo é um rapaz que eu já conheço há 10 anos. Conhecemo-nos a caminho da Bélgica e tornámo-nos companheiros de Erasmus e de muitas histórias que advieram dessa mesma estadia. As histórias são clássicas, como a viagem em caravana pela Europa em 14 dias ou então duma viagem de comboio do Hugo em que ganhou um coelho gigante quase do tamanho dele ou o safari em pleno Krueger.
Mas o Hugo foi também ao casamento, vinha um dia antes de mim, portanto no último dia dele resolvemos todos deixar as malas na estação de comboios para não andarmos de turistas cheios de coisas. Passo a transcrever as aventuras de Hugo contadas na primeira pessoa... (em inglês, mas porque o relato foi internacional). Isto é a prova de que somos mais...

I've just arrived from picking up Prainha from the airport... to answer your question, Tom: YES, there have been some more embarrassing moments, before AND after you and me left... But you already knew the answer to that simple question... Who suffered from it... me, Prainha and ... Valentina![a nossa anfitreã em Londres].

Well, you remember I was supposed to go and have dinner with Prainha and her Brazilian friends - and that's what happened, so far so good, but afterwards I said goodbye to Prainha, cried a lot because I wasn´t going to see her again (;p) and left to pick up my luggage...

Arrived at Kingscross station, walked towards the lockers and... CLOSED (since 10pm)!!! Until 6am!! My plane was leaving at 8:15 of the next morning and you remember that I had booked a room in Easy hotel in Heathrow... so that I could sleep a bit more and nothing unexpected happened... not in my short lasting dreams!!

Well either I went to Heathrow that night, slept for a couple hours, came back to Kingscross at 6am and ran back to the airport OR called Prainha for HELP!! She suggested to ask Valentina for some bed and breakfast services (well without breakfast services) until 4:30am, swap luggages with her, leave at 5am, and she would pick my luggage the next day and bring it back to Lisbon with her. Suggestion extremely accepted!

I ran to the tube again, since it was almost closing too and found my way to Valentina's apartment. No use to say that I didn't sleep much, although in a huge sofa and in contrast to Prainha's deep baby/rock alike sleep in the other couch. Woke up and for the first time in this departure things worked! Arrived at airport on time, didn´t loose or break anything, my ticket was valid and for that plane.

Already inside the plane, I got to know about some dammed French airspace controllers who decided to be on strike! Resulting in a 1 hour delay... well, let's do what we should have been doing for some much time... SLEEP!! Got to see the landing in Lisbon in the cockpit with a wonderful weather and everything worked out fine. I was worn-out though... and (not)ready for a working day... well, what to expect if you come from vacations?

Today, I worked and was suppose to pick Prainha up at the airport.

Prepared to leave at around 7pm and thought for myself while I was in the elevator going from the 8th floor to the ground floor: "Let´s just be careful and take the key from Prainha's luggage of my wallet before I forget to hand it to h....." oopps nooo owoo plinnk plank, VANISHED.

the key fell into the elevator's gap.

Haaaaahh!!

Went to the basement to ask our doorkeeper to open the door and try to find Prainha's tiny little key. I jumped inside, yekeee, found everything but the key... A kind of russian-form tiger hat, screws - that worried me - a hairbrush, lipstick, whatever, but not the key.

Called Prainha, who hopefully was with a friend at the airport - popular girl! - and after half an hour I met her… took her home and heard some other very interesting and embarrassing stories, which honestly made me feel a little better and Prainha embarassed! But those are up to her to tell you! I´ll just tell you it includes a hat and a very expensive kind of transportation...

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