The thought of an 20-hour flight can be quite daunting. Knowing that I will land in Paris at 8:50 in the morning, and not be able to sleep all day is even more daunting. I slept very little the previous night.I was at the airport at 10pm. The flight took off at 1:55am, or that was the scheduled time atleast. I was asleep before the plane took off. And other than an orange juice and a supper, nothing else interrupted my 8 hour slumber. Such is the power of sleep deprivation.
When the flight approaches Paris, the sunrise colours and the city lights below form a beautiful picture. That alone is worth the effort of checking-in early online for a window seat. It is. Also, the city lights spread until so far away - Paris is apparently the most romantic city and ofcourse one of the places I want to visit before I die. Aha.
Seeing the day start. Again.
I saw a time that I had seen before.
Nothing fancy, I just crossed the international date line ;)
Saturday morning happened twice for me.
In different countries.
In different continents.
The mood remained the same though. Excited.
First question I asked myself on landing in Paris - What a language?
I wasnt getting a single word out of it.
Then we took a flight from Paris to NewYork after doing some window shopping at the Paris airport....The touchdown was smooth, the immigration was quick,the baggage was the last. The customs were stopping everyone and asking questions - but a smiling indian girl who said ‘Good morning officer, how are you?’ was allowed to proceed with just a question.
The question I was asked - Ma'am, are you here for business or pleasure?
My response - Hi, I'm here on project!
The immigration officer... oops, the Federal Inspection Agent I mean, wasnt very amused that I didnt pick one of the two choices offered to me. But I'm sorry... saying I'm here for pleasure sounds kind of corny to me! and i somehow didnt feel like saying am here for bussiness.Then we had 2 hrs of waiting time and a short flight to Columbus.
All our collegues were der at airport to pick us up.The jet lag was quite evident on our faces.We checked in the hotel ,got fresh and had dinner at an indian restaurant.
So the journey to a new country was niether very pleasent nor very unpleasent.
