The Saga Begins!
Jun. 10th, 2009 10:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vinceconawayWritten last night:
It’s been a fairly rough day of traveling. I performed Sunday for the closing day of the Greater St Louis Renaissance Faire, hopped in my car and drove to northern Ohio. It took a few hours longer than I’d anticipated, so I got about two hours of sleep before getting up to pack and prepare for the summer abroad. As dizzy, nauseous, and disoriented as this made me, I’m hoping that it helps me avoid jetlag (complete with its own set of dizziness, nausea, and disorientation) by screwing up my sleep schedule ahead of time and allowing me to sleep soundly on the transatlantic flight.
Which it certainly did! I was almost regretful that the full stable of good movies (The Wrestler, Milk, Slumdog Millionaire) that I’d wanted to see for awhile went utterly ignored as I crashed. Hard. I even felt refreshed and normal upon arriving at the Paris airport.
Unfortunately that arrival came forty minutes later than scheduled, which was just close enough to my connection that I got my hopes up about making my flight to Belgrade before having them dashed. Still, I met a lovely family who was in the same predicament (a Serbian couple now settled in Nebraska), which was actually a lot of fun. I got put on a flight to Zurich, which then connected me to another flight to Belgrade, coming complete with a pair of naps to match the flights. I am now safely arrived in Belgrade feeling really good about everything except that the airline has no idea where my checked bag might have wound up during all of this.
I’m hopeful, however, that things will work themselves out. I’m really enjoying Belgrade so far, and wishing my dulcimer stand had been packed carry-on so I could try out the busking here. There are a lot of places to play, and a guitarist I spoke to said the cops pretty thoroughly ignore street performers. As things stand I’m going to book at least one more night here since my hotel is comfortable, clean, and cheap, and its address is written on several luggage tags as well as having been left with the airline. Despite a pretty brutal day I feel like I’m off to a good start!
June 10 Update: My suitcase is on its way from Paris as I type this, and should be in my hands by this evening. Things are looking good!
It’s been a fairly rough day of traveling. I performed Sunday for the closing day of the Greater St Louis Renaissance Faire, hopped in my car and drove to northern Ohio. It took a few hours longer than I’d anticipated, so I got about two hours of sleep before getting up to pack and prepare for the summer abroad. As dizzy, nauseous, and disoriented as this made me, I’m hoping that it helps me avoid jetlag (complete with its own set of dizziness, nausea, and disorientation) by screwing up my sleep schedule ahead of time and allowing me to sleep soundly on the transatlantic flight.
Which it certainly did! I was almost regretful that the full stable of good movies (The Wrestler, Milk, Slumdog Millionaire) that I’d wanted to see for awhile went utterly ignored as I crashed. Hard. I even felt refreshed and normal upon arriving at the Paris airport.
Unfortunately that arrival came forty minutes later than scheduled, which was just close enough to my connection that I got my hopes up about making my flight to Belgrade before having them dashed. Still, I met a lovely family who was in the same predicament (a Serbian couple now settled in Nebraska), which was actually a lot of fun. I got put on a flight to Zurich, which then connected me to another flight to Belgrade, coming complete with a pair of naps to match the flights. I am now safely arrived in Belgrade feeling really good about everything except that the airline has no idea where my checked bag might have wound up during all of this.
I’m hopeful, however, that things will work themselves out. I’m really enjoying Belgrade so far, and wishing my dulcimer stand had been packed carry-on so I could try out the busking here. There are a lot of places to play, and a guitarist I spoke to said the cops pretty thoroughly ignore street performers. As things stand I’m going to book at least one more night here since my hotel is comfortable, clean, and cheap, and its address is written on several luggage tags as well as having been left with the airline. Despite a pretty brutal day I feel like I’m off to a good start!
June 10 Update: My suitcase is on its way from Paris as I type this, and should be in my hands by this evening. Things are looking good!
