Turbulence

After a ridicules 12 hour journey I’m finally back to the Bode. OK, so my journey here was quite epic, I feel the need to share it haha!

So myself and Erin travelled back together. Erin is another girl from school who was in London the few days before Bode started, so she decided to come up north so see me and travel back together which was really nice.

We got the airport in plenty of time, but the website I booked my tickets through this time were totally crap and basically the flight ended up way more expensive than they should have been. Anyways, we sorted that out, got all checked in and boarded the plane. We get the majority of the way, I’ve read about 30 odd psalms trying to catch up on the bible reading that I seem to have got way behind on during the Christmas holls, and suddenly we get some turbulence.

OK, so a little bit of turbulence I can handle. But I have never experience turbulence like there was on this flight. For what seemed like forever the place was bouncing around all over the place. I tried to put my bible back into my bag and even that turned into a bit of a challenge because of the turbulence. Seriously, it felt as though we were on a rollercoaster. I remember turning to look at the air hostess (...do you call male air hostesses that?! Or are they male hosts?! ...anyways...) sat at the back of the plane behind us and he was sat on this like crate this sorting out the rubbish bags and he literally nearly fell of this stool, he laughed, and then a door swung open and pretty much hit him in the face. Because he was laughing at the situation my nerves kind of calmed, but I really hope I never have a flight where it’s that bad again! The captain then came on the speakers, sounding rather stressed I might add, and said we were going to start the descent into Zurich, and I was like THANK GOODNESS!!

We do safely get our feet onto solid ground, find our bags, and head to the train station. We had around 40 minutes until our train left so we sat and grabbed a drink and chocolate bar. 10 minutes before our train came we head down onto the platforms. It’s getting minutes before our train should arrive and I’m looking around and see this number 4 on our platform! “Wait, we are on platform 4, we need to be on platform 1!” I look over at platform 1 and there is a train sitting there! So we start heading over to the right platform, are going down the escalator and Erin says, “Wouldn’t it be funny if that train that’s leaving is ours!” It was. And it actually wasn’t that funny. Luckily there was another train going in an hour, so we wait for that one on the right platform and finally we are on the move again, one step closer in getting to Friedrichshafen.

We get off at Konstanz, were we are due to catch a ferry across the lake. OK, so we are each carrying a significant amount of luggage with us, and we have 3 minutes to get to the ferry, which out train ticket said would take a 6 minute walk. We are running towards the harbour, scanning the boats to see where ours is. More than 3 minutes goes by and we don’t find it. Ferry = missed. One hour later again we get the next one. And FINALLY we reach our second home. After a 20 minute walk to our hostel, we get changed and head out for some much needed pizza.

It was quite the journey, but totally worth it. I’m now back at school, in my bottom bunk (...ooohhhhh yeahhh) and it’s great to see everyone again and catch up. I’ve missed these guys so much over the holidays.

Let term two commence....