are already parents. They arrived on time, but so I had to wait outside the airport for almost an hour (despite the slight delay when leaving the house), because the belt is jammed, which leave your luggage. No problems I smuggled cheese and dried pork sausage that are waiting now for me in the refrigerator. The hotel's car took the place of accommodation, where, of course, despite the hour. 3 in the morning, we had to pass a complicated procedure Fri check-up (it consists of filling several skserowania papers and passports and visas). Peace may not be thrilled, but I had to spend in it only a few hours until morning. We went to sleep after 4EJ morning and I almost broke down when the front desk woke us up about 10ej phone, asking, and I quote: 'And here is where the departed, because you can 12ej?'. Grrr, well that's even allowed to lie to us, since we are so soon be ...: /
next point plan was a taxi ride to my apartment to leave your bags and go for coffee or a snack. The only taxi driver in the area had already started to put the suitcases in the trunk when I told him that go to the district Khar. From Andheri is not so far, with 8 km probably, but he just waved his hand and said, 'Uh, it took all day to ...' and began to unload it all back. But he stopped a riksiarz and despite my disbelief managed to pack us in a threesome with a large suitcase and two backpacks. It was quite nicely;) Parents could be poprzyglądać street life of Mumbai. I do not know how many times my mom had to explain that the tourist district is much more to the south, but from what I just said that views were not done on them until such a great experience. Apart from this can, how many people live directly on the street, there sleeping, cooking, washing clothes, or just sitting.
morning I received an SMS from Kingfisher (our airline, which we keep on moving) that our flight to and on that day from Goa to Mumbai, is postponed to 18:30. Well, okay, more time on the origin of my neighborhood, formerly supposed to be about the 16th We went for coffee by the sea, and then for dinner and beer in the promotion (get a pitcher, get the second for free) to the restaurant where we always went with Goran and has now asked a second time, where did it go:) Finally, it is time to go to the airport, so we packed up and ride in a rickshaw. Do not teamed up with the driver and instead of going to the international airport (Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport), but part of a national (Domestic Terminal), we drove part of the international (International Terminal). Along the way, suddenly the phone rang me and someone from the airline service began asking me where we are. Zbiło me a little confused, because the flight had to be delayed, so I explain to you what was going on and that soon we will. Do not understand answer (the noise in the rickshaw), but I was hopeful that everything will be ok
We came finally to our terminal, and immediately flew to a worker standing on the side of the airport to ask about our aircraft. 'But he was already flies'. Well, how is, after all he had to be delayed! He took me to some menadżerki and she told me the same thing. I pulled the phone with SMS, and showed her, and she barely throwing the eye said: 'Well, but it's not this flight, not the date! It is a flight from Goa to Mumbai and not from Mumbai to Goa ... '
almost fell. Of course she was right, and I just missed previously insignificant details such as direction of flight and the date is delayed ... delayed! Well, bad luck, because if it is no coincidence that they were flying from the same cities happen, it'd be realized, and so I visited only briefly and now this does not came back.
I was devastated (again well here as the host of the show I wanted to ...), but what do you need to quickly come up with something. Fortunately managed to change a reservation for a flight the morning (about 5ej morning, brrr!) and it is for a small fee - 3000 rupees for the whole, or about 61 zł per person. Worse went to the hotel because we went to the next best thing around my apartment, and how it turned out, quite expensive, but we did not have much choice. We did not want to look for the whole evening, so we shot the nose. The rest of the time spent walking along Linking Road and at the dinner in Rajasthan. How do I suppose: parents tasted the food there, and even good-naturedly agreed to ignore the deficiencies in the design and purity of the restaurant;)
We had to get up at 2ej at night to catch the plane safely (and have a spare just in case), the hotel's car drove us to this time, a good terminal, and having stood in the queue a little bit, we went to check the baggage. Mmama disliked, because you bodyguard did not want to give her handbag on the ground that my mother something That was called 'letter, letter! ". We did not know what she meant, we write a letter? After his grandmother began to rummage in a bag and pulled out Mamin with the triumph of a lighter [lighter], then repeated: '3 letter! ". My mother could not find the other two lighters, and of course with my dad too ... I found some very good, although a few hours they could not smoke papierochów! :)
Flight to Goa having been held without any problems.
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