Frankfurt Airport. We are starting our trip by almost missing our flight. I should really get my priorities straight. Breakfast is not as important as getting to the airport in time after all. In the end we made it. On the plane I’m getting no sleep. Ethihad is under the impression that passengers must be cooled down to 4° C in order to arrive fresh. What are we? Tulips? At least we get blankets.
The lunch, however, surprises me. Even in Economy I get a kind of luxury feeling while enjoying my orientally spiced meal. Even the Cicken-Wrap which we get a little later as a snack is delicous. And the breakfast omlette with sausage outweighs my sleepless night.
Abu Dhabi –
The stopover feels like an alternating bath. From feezer-like temperatures on the shuttle we get a brief glimpse of the outside temperatures of over 40° C only to get back to the cooled down Terminal. The Airport is gigantic – still we are cramped like sardines as we are trying to approach the check in. The intersection between Europe and Asia is crowded with all the people who are trying to make their way to the other side of the world. It is impossible to miss the overflowing decadence of the Emirates. Seriously? An ATM for Gold? They call it “Gold to go”
On the connecting flight, Etihad manages to win me over with the lunch menu. I don’t want to fly with any other flight agency anymore . Sweet potatoes and eggplant casserole with some oriental spices which are unknown to me. Yum! During our flight we are repeatedly reminded not to buy drugs since there is a death penalty for drug possession in Indonesia.
We are reminded again when we arrive in Jakarta. At least a dozen of signs remind us not to buy drugs. Ok I get it. WINNERS DON’T USE DRUGS ! (Or people not having a d