Monday, January 4, 2010

Multiplication 100x100)

Have you ever wanted ... Our

... KILL a bus driver because he was just 2 minutes late?
Yep it is the outskirts of a long and boring trip to Paris in Tampere rali ...

Preamble: Reaching Paris
Soori Accompanied by my love, we traveled from Lisieux to Paris by TGV (DDRR given the speed ...). On the watch that lasted a long time but in practice no more than 15 minutes (it was not so slow that it TGV ^ ^).
arrived at the airport, it's time for the last hugs, but mostly a last frenzy struggle against cracking all along ... Despite the constant pain, these moments are infinitely better than those that follow ... I had beside, beside me, I did not waste a moment to at least avoid regret, but it is not everything ...
But let's get that make us smile even if, at the time, it gives rather want to die.

Act 1: Paris-Stockholm
It may seem silly, but a simple path of aircraft can be quite painful and humorous at once.
While I let my Soors at the airport I'm going home to the boarding gate as always. Then I see a loooong queue and I think there are people to Stockholm but I'm used to and I patient. Then I see people double everybody, I tell myself it is not polite and noticed that nobody objects, such as what it would be easy to scratch tickets ... I walk so slowly in the queue when I hear the microphone (and only in English): "gnagnagna Nicolas Farcy has to go gat 72 gnagnagna ...".
The problem is that I was already waiting to go to the door 72 ... So I wait again ...
They harass me and I then asked the type of next does that mean and he told me to double everybody. Things suddenly become clear! I then passes control to more people. As usual, forced to remove belt, watch ... but not the time to pack it all, he must quickly get on the plane! Result, a frantic race but not too long (hopefully) with a pair of pants without a belt and all the brothel business in the bag. Once on the plane must move quickly, the time to stuff the bag up quickly and presto, you sit still without being able to put the belt ... And here we go for 2:20 sailing long and boring ... Something slightly original, there are plenty of french and the driver speaks a little of our language well.

Act 2: Arrival in Stockholm
in Stockholm at 16.10. Challenge No. 1: Find the toilet. Something little difficult in view of my skills in the field. Once this is achieved (and thus the belt ...), it must be handed over my luggage follow me well to Helsinki for the girl who was labeled was not really sure of it. So I find a guy who tells me that all is well and I have nothing to do. By cons to go to my new gate, I must go deep into the airport, I retype security clearance (ie remove the belt ...) and return to the starting place one floor above ... Fortunately I had the time and I could put the belt this time ... I promise no more about it after ^ ^
At the door I see "destination bruxelle" I tell myself that I was wrong. So I retraced my steps to see the main panel which is 3 pellets of walking and I see I was right and both are flying at the same door but not at the same time. And then I go there and ask myself. It is now 17.10.
I say then it's good, wait 50 minutes is nothing. Obviously, flight delayed by 30 minutes ... Experienced in Riga, I say it's nothing at the moment. Finally boarding begins 30 minutes late though and not just throw I am presenting my ticket because I have to pick up the latest because of my seat that is forward.

Act 3: Stockholm-Helsinki
Boarding successfully installed side window I am (as always ^ ^) next to a small child and her father Swedish. Blazed a bit, I do not pay too much attention until I noticed that the small (which has about 6 or 7 years old) is reading a book in English which I do not understand myself all the words. .. AC brief the evil madman.

Act 4:
arrived in Helsinki in Helsinki, I begin to see the end of the tunnel, the baggage retrieval is fast and without problems. I then sought a way to know where the station closer to knowing that there are trains to Tampere every 30 minutes at these hours. Then I learn that the only station in Helsinki center is possible and must take a bus to get there. Or why not take a bus directly to Tampere. Then I learn that there is one every hour and that it is stupid but in the next 50 minutes. In other words, the plane was on time, I'd already started ...
then again I expect the bus 10:03 p.m. (ET fi). Then I see the bus sequenced and mine does not happen. It is now 10:10 p.m. ET there is still nothing. Finally he arrives and I can go home. The price is surprisingly affordable and cheaper than the train. Me voila party to Tampere.

Act 5: Helsinki-Tampere, doubt ...
This bus was my only means of returning the same evening, however, its arrival time was set at 0:25. However, on weekends, the internal buses of Tampere (to bring me back to my neighborhood) stop at 00:30. In other words, stress is at its maximum. Especially since it may be even 0:20. I could not remember.
Arrived in Hämeenlinna at 11:23 p.m., I know it takes the train 40 minutes to reach Tampere and saw the bus speed, I cross my fingers that it do so. Then at 0:05 he stops in a well lit, full of snow that looks like Tampere. I tell myself when I have too much luck ... until I seeing me that it does not look like enough to Tampere bus ... then dinner.
At 0:15 I start to fix the clock with concern and I will continue to look to the finish with an inclination to murder the driver, when 0:26 was written. Finally, we arrived at 0:27 ET time I unload the bus stop at 0:33. I looked down at times, desperate ... I see "Last passage 0:42" !!!!! woohoooo is the feast in the village! I warn my Soors immediately to tell him. Then wait ten minutes and the bus is not there ... I see the taxi and the police go looking at me strangely and I wonder if I did not misread something ... Then suddenly, deliverance, I see! Finally it's done I'll be back. I put my bus card that tells me that I had exactly enough to pay for the journey, in short, a little luck, it does not hurt. 15 minutes after I arrive at the apartment, finally, everything is empty and clean, there's nobody.

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