16 March, Monday. Time to go home :(
Well, there I am, sitting in the waitingroom at the airport.
Everything went smooth: paid airport tax (Rs 1.700); to the check-in counter.
I thought I was having more than 20 kg luggage, but my backpack is only 16 kg! Okay, let's forget my handluggage backpack, which is for sure 5 or 6 kg.
After a good night sleep finally - after first spending about one hour on and of the toilet to unload my elephant stomach - I woke up at 8, just before my alarm was going of.
A slow awakening, shower, organizing my luggage and I went downstairs for breakfast (a light one, still full from yesterday and I don't like to eat much when I am flying).
Last trip to the Internet to tell you that I am on my way home, to say bye to Kayshani and Doreen, to thank my H.E. family.
I walked to the OM Family to collect my mala, but it does not work that way. It is a kind of ceremony and I did not had the time for that. Got hugged, stroked, a book as present (This very body - the Buddha - Osho), left my email adress). Got hugged again and on my way to H.E.
There I worked on their computer to make a draft of the 3 weeks encounter with Nepal for Toni. Dill has send a copy to my email, so at home I can work on the details.
A quick bite at Kathmandu Guesthouse and then it was time: taxi waiting Didi.
Not a goodbye, a quick hug, a Peri Betonlah (see you soon) and to Mandap Hotel to collect my bags.
This morning I already checked out and paid my bill. (two nights with breakfast: RS 3.057).
In about an hour through the last check-in-counter. My luggage is checked in all the way (even Athens-Heraklion), so I can say again: the Universe is with me, taking good care of me.
I had a good flight.
Dinner: guess what: RICE! I only ate the dessert: something that looked like vanilla pudding, they only forgot to put the vanillastick inside when they boiled it.
Anyway, I never really eat on the plane, so no problem.
Arriving at Bahrain airport everything went smooth again. To the transferdesk, got my voucher for the Alfersan Hotel (I have to wait 12 hours for my next connection) and went downstairs.
This time I did not had to wait such a long time for the transfer, about half an hour. 3 Men did, they were the'unlucky' ones this time; they waited 1;45 minutes). It is a pitty, everything concerning Gulf Air is excellent: the price of the ticket, the aeroplanes with enough space to sit comfortable, excellent hotels. Only those transfers. The staff of the Gulf Air office in Kathmandu gave me a website where I can register as a frequent flyer, to get bonus miles. I will sign up, but then I also will leave a remark about the transfers-time to the hotels.
In my hotelroom around 21.00, dinner will be served in about one hour.
So, time to type my diary in the laptop, ready to send when I am home.
Haha, laptop does NOT agree with that. Take a rest it says with another spontaneous shutdown in the middle of writing my day.
Point taken, message clear!
Almost falling asleep when they call me: dinner is served on the 10th floor ma'am.
Well better go up then.
Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuh waist of energy: RICE!!!!
No coffee available either. We serve only coffee in the morning ma'am.
Back to my room, wake-up call at 06.15 and asleep almost before I hit the pillow.
Suba Rathri
Everything went smooth: paid airport tax (Rs 1.700); to the check-in counter.
I thought I was having more than 20 kg luggage, but my backpack is only 16 kg! Okay, let's forget my handluggage backpack, which is for sure 5 or 6 kg.
After a good night sleep finally - after first spending about one hour on and of the toilet to unload my elephant stomach - I woke up at 8, just before my alarm was going of.
A slow awakening, shower, organizing my luggage and I went downstairs for breakfast (a light one, still full from yesterday and I don't like to eat much when I am flying).
Last trip to the Internet to tell you that I am on my way home, to say bye to Kayshani and Doreen, to thank my H.E. family.
I walked to the OM Family to collect my mala, but it does not work that way. It is a kind of ceremony and I did not had the time for that. Got hugged, stroked, a book as present (This very body - the Buddha - Osho), left my email adress). Got hugged again and on my way to H.E.
There I worked on their computer to make a draft of the 3 weeks encounter with Nepal for Toni. Dill has send a copy to my email, so at home I can work on the details.
A quick bite at Kathmandu Guesthouse and then it was time: taxi waiting Didi.
Not a goodbye, a quick hug, a Peri Betonlah (see you soon) and to Mandap Hotel to collect my bags.
This morning I already checked out and paid my bill. (two nights with breakfast: RS 3.057).
In about an hour through the last check-in-counter. My luggage is checked in all the way (even Athens-Heraklion), so I can say again: the Universe is with me, taking good care of me.
I had a good flight.
Dinner: guess what: RICE! I only ate the dessert: something that looked like vanilla pudding, they only forgot to put the vanillastick inside when they boiled it.
Anyway, I never really eat on the plane, so no problem.
Arriving at Bahrain airport everything went smooth again. To the transferdesk, got my voucher for the Alfersan Hotel (I have to wait 12 hours for my next connection) and went downstairs.
This time I did not had to wait such a long time for the transfer, about half an hour. 3 Men did, they were the'unlucky' ones this time; they waited 1;45 minutes). It is a pitty, everything concerning Gulf Air is excellent: the price of the ticket, the aeroplanes with enough space to sit comfortable, excellent hotels. Only those transfers. The staff of the Gulf Air office in Kathmandu gave me a website where I can register as a frequent flyer, to get bonus miles. I will sign up, but then I also will leave a remark about the transfers-time to the hotels.
In my hotelroom around 21.00, dinner will be served in about one hour.
So, time to type my diary in the laptop, ready to send when I am home.
Haha, laptop does NOT agree with that. Take a rest it says with another spontaneous shutdown in the middle of writing my day.
Point taken, message clear!
Almost falling asleep when they call me: dinner is served on the 10th floor ma'am.
Well better go up then.
Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuh waist of energy: RICE!!!!
No coffee available either. We serve only coffee in the morning ma'am.
Back to my room, wake-up call at 06.15 and asleep almost before I hit the pillow.
Suba Rathri
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