The Odds Are Against Us!

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No posts since Friday, sorry for that. I got the flu after all. So, it was wise that I stayed at home all weekend and skipped that hiking trip, 'cos judging by what the girls told me on Sunday, I wouldn't have come back home alive. While they were conquering two Munros, I was taking a wee 2km walk on the banks of River Clyde, almost fainting on my way home. Hiking would've killed me in that kind of condition. I was still quite productive and actually managed to finish my first essay. A big hand to me for that!

Anyway. During the weekend I was already thinking, half-jokingly, that I must be cursed, 'cos I got the flu just three days before Lauri (my bf) was expected to come here. I shouldn't have joked about that. Just two hours ago I got the proof that I really am cursed.

LAURI'S FLIGHT WAS F---ING CANCELLED!!!

So there he is, stranded in Copenhagen (where he decided to spend a few days as a tourist before coming here, don't ask me why), with thousands of other people!

Thanks to the elements, what else. It's snowing and sleeting, the winds are gusting up to 68km/h, and according to Weather.com, the next few days don't look any brighter for Copenhagen, so the situation is just completely fucked.

There seems to be nothing else to do but wait. I guess that somehow I just have to get myself focused and start working on my second essay. 'Cos if Lauri came here, say, on Friday, I would ask him to reschedule his return flight so that we could spend at least a bit more time together than just two days! Which means, of course, that I'd have less time to write my essays next week.

Anyway. Let's see what happens. I'll keep you posted.


*** UPDATED THU 22/02/07 12:00 ***

Having waited in the queue for 6 hours, Lauri was placed on stand by for a morning flight from Copenhagen to Edinburgh. The flight would have landed in Ed at noon today, and Lauri would have made it to Glasgow by 2PM.
That was too much to hope for though, 'cos that flight was cancelled as well. I kind of expected that to happen, so it was no shock for me at all. Lauri is fucked, of course, 'cos you can't really make yourself comfortable on an airport, after 4 hours of sleep on the floor, wearing the same stinky clothes you put on the previous morning.

Now he has been placed on the same evening flight to Glasgow he was supposed to take yesterday. I shall keep my fingers and toes and legs crossed that the flight will take off as planned. No surprise if it didn't.

Yeah and btw, the return flight cannot be changed, 'cos it's some shitty low-cost deal. Cool.


*** UPDATED THU 22/02/07 20:00 ***

This is surreal. The evening flight was cancelled as well. I was quite shocked to hear that, of course, but I'm starting to recover bit by bit.

No can do.

Now that there seems to be so much bad karma around, we decided that maybe we should bury this whole idea and try again in two or three weeks. There's no point in his coming here just from Friday to Sunday. I found out that if he wanted to change his return flight to Wednesday, for example, it would cost him £88. Not that much (compared to cancelling the flight and getting completely new flights for two or three weeks from now), but it would in turn mess up my essay writing schedules, as well as Lauri's businesses back home, with his school and job and stuff. The best solution in this shitty situation would therefore be to arrange a completely new visit and erase this mess from our memory.

So, what Lauri's trying to do now is just to get back home safe and sound before tomorrow morning, when a massive snowstorm is expected to hit Copenhagen.

As for me, I'm off to a pub to moan about my doomed life over a glass of red wine. CU guys.