More Stupid Than the Others

Seeing as it’s the 5th of January already and my last post is dated December 18 with no real reason for disappearing apart from just travelling and stuffing my face with too much food, I don’t really know where to start because I’ve had too much time offline to think about things and actually get other tasks done in a streak of previously unseen productivity.

Either way, better that I haven’t posted anything since or it would have been an endless post about nothing interesting at all but with one month of events, something has to stand out.

Like leaving the UK for instance! My BA flight on the 20th of December departed from Terminal 5 at Heathrow, which makes some people shudder at the thought alone. It didn’t get cancelled, my luggage wasn’t lost on the way but the flight was overbooked and the online check-in broken, forcing me to go to something called ‘Check-in Assistance’. Ironically at the time Check-in Assistance had a shorter queue than ‘Fast Bag Drop’ which was not bad at all. Also not bad was the fact that I got a seat in business class due to the same error (which only seems to happen with big airports, at least for me).

Am I the only one who notices these things?

Random fact: like in that ad where these women discuss about their bowel movements and how painful it is to go to the toilet, I noticed a lady come out of the airport toilet saying to her friend that ‘they have these really nice toilets in there!’ For a second I was puzzled by the oversharing bit but had to see this alien technology for myself – disappointed, I noticed it only had a motion sensor to flush water automatically and that people need to get out of the house more often.

Bucharest was a short stop before the long drive to Bulgaria again but it felt rather productive, with my nan cooking some of these:

And I can safely say the Romanian cozonac (somewhat like a cake but with a brioche taste) is far better than any mince pie I’ve ever had.

Meanwhile, because this is Eastern Europe, people buy mattresses and just stick them on top of cars, holding them with one hand and driving with the other:

Farther down the road, another ingenious mattress owner decided to focus on driving and just let the wife hold the mattress with her hand out the window instead!

I don’t know what Sofia was like as I never even left the house with -10 degrees outside but we had fun indoors, with Wii punchups and a lot of cheesy films in front of the fire, family arguing over who’s right, who’s wrong, the food I cooked is better than yours, do you call that a steak, it’s too hot, too cold, go out, don’t go out, and so on and so forth. I wish I had stayed longer but I came back in time for New Year. Which was rather good at the end of the day