ꯐꯣꯉꯈ꯭ꯔꯦ꯫: 20.12.2022
Finally, the time has come. I'm sitting on the train again heading towards Frankfurt on my way to Colombia. And even better, I'm meeting Farina there so we can enjoy coffee together 😉. First of all, a big thank you to you, Burki. Normally, we might be on our way to the land of coffee and coca with Rudi right now.
Although I'm only traveling with a backpack, there were still a few preparations to be made. I hope my mom manages well and nothing bad happens. But I know how it goes, if anything were to happen, someone else decides. I see this whole thing as another project. Can I handle it all? Or is it stressing me out too much by now? And yes, I also feel guilty about flying. But I have ants in my pants...
Good thing I left early. Chaos before the security checkpoint. Long queues and a lot of stupid bipeds making the situation worse due to a lack of personnel. Just had to let off some steam. We took off with a one-hour delay. And? Bingo, missed the connecting flight in Madrid.
In the waiting area in Frankfurt, I met a man who is married to a Colombian woman and has also lived there for a long time. Ironically, he's also a Hessian. He spoke Spanish and helped me a little. We got a hotel with full board.
The flight is tomorrow at 12:15. Let's see. I've already received some tips about Colombia.