Traveling is always nice. I enjoy getting surprised and affected; smelling new scents, interacting with strangers, learning how a toilet works, finding a way. All new and contrasting, but lot of same and similar, just done in some other way.
On my way to Ireland and PPIG’09, there were few moments of contrast-’aha’. Seeing the chaos at the Charles de Gaulle airport after the organized and effective Vantaa and Joensuu airport (”can I check you boarding pass?” is phrase I heard today first time at CDG and then about 10x again and again at CDG, when changing terminal, when entering the queue for bag scan, before getting scanned, when boarding (1x before the bus, 1 x at the aircraft! (”I want to make sure, sir, you entered the right plane”, “no no, I wanted to fly to Honolulu with this miniature aeroplane for 50 people” I thought) ;in Helsinki nobody asked for it, people just orderly show it when boarding the plane, and that’s it). Do you by the way also share the feeling that many male flying attendants are not always 100% straight?
At the same place, however, seeing how smile (nearly everybody) and short joke (bartender to get more tips out of 5 euro) can make a difference; while in Helsinki the guy who cashed for my lunch at the sky-high price of 15 euro even haven’t looked at me.
The cab-driver here at Shannon, Ireland, was quite surprised that I wanted to jump into his seat. “Oh sir, left please.” Again, forgetting that things can be different trapped me into a funny situation there, but cost me eight bucks for forgetting the right mains electricity adapter at home and buying it from CDG.
Oh yes, and they still check passports when you arrive to here, let long live the EU.