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Anyhow, after we checked out the surrounding, Fred left work at about 3 o'clock pm and we drove to Enterprise which is a car rental company. You really need a car here because without a car you can't do nothing here. Unfortunately, to rent a car you need an international driving licence which neither of us posseses. So, since we wanted to know how to get such a driving licence we drove to the DMV, the Department of Motor Vehicle. They told us that we could get an international driving licence (idl) via AAA which is something like OEAMTC in Austria. Unfortunately, it's just the oher way round, so that american citizen get the idl from them. So, the only possibility of driving a car here in Ohio is to get an american driving licence for which we have to do a computer-based test and a practical test, this means driving on a parcour as well as driving on the actual street. Since, we are not permanent residence of Ohio untill the 20th of August, we can't take the tests. This means, we will be carless untill that and propably rent a bike. Well, at least we do something for our fitness. Hehe :)
After that, we went to the Enclave II Appartments. The one we are going to move in next week. We just wanted to see, if everything is okay with ouer leases and took a tour since we were there. Honestly, I only can say - Jackpot Baby! Hehe ... it's going to be soooooo cool! But more on that when we move in next week.
Yeah, that was pretty much the first day in BG. Not to bad. Let's see what the next couple of days, weeks and months are going to bring. :)
So, that were the first impressions from the plane. The flight turned out to be quite okay the baby slept for the rest of the flight. I read some magazines and chilled and we arrived London Heathrow, where the real and pure horror was waiting for me. But more in the RFOL-Entry I wrote right after surviving it:1:00 pm (+1 CEST) / Vienna
Finally ... the plane took of. We had a one-hour delay because of luggage problems. We had to sit in the plane, not knowing exactly what was going on. that was not the biggest problem we had to face. I really don't want to exeggarate here, but it was way mor hell than any terrorists hijacking the plane, well it's a BABY on board. Dear god, I now officially commit: "I do hate babies from now on and shall never have one of my one" - that's my contribution to a quite and relaxing future. I mean it's unbelievable. They are as small as a football, can't even concentrate on one thing for more than 10 seconds but cry like there is no tomorrow and that for an insanely long time. After 45 minutes, I kind of passed out or dose off, or whatever. Seems to be an evolutionary technique to pass out before crossing the line to insanity. However, we are currently 37.000 feet above the earth, the embodiement of Satan, young Damien, asleep or whatever an I just got a a cheese sandwhich with orange juice - life seems to turn around to the bright side. I really need to use the chance and are going to focus solely on my cheese sandwiche now.
4:45 pm (0 CEST) / London
I'm pissed and I'm fucking angry! This can not happen. I don't understand it, I'm not quite a fan of bad expressions but if there is nothing other than that to express it precisely so please allow me to use one: FUCKING ASSHOLES!
Okay, here is the story. Since we had an one-houre delay in Vienna, we arrived one hour late in London, but I still had two hours an 45 minutes to get from terminal 4 to terminal 3. The lady in Vienna explained it quite nice to me:"It's just a short bus ride, another security check and that's it." Well, the bus ride was indeed short but the security check turned out as 700 people (no jocking, it was for real 700 people) in front of me and one-fucking dedector you walk through. Can you imagine that? One-fucking dedector for 700 people?
Someone told me once, staying calm and positive thinking brings you further than any stress - well, it doesn't bring you past 700 people to one dedector. I guess that's lesson number one on my journy to adulthood. I talked several times to the herd-observers, as I called them, that I really need to catch the flight but they assured me that it's going to be okay. As there were only 30 minutes left, I asked them one more time and then, finally they brought me to the front. 30 minutes before my flight departed!!! Then, it took me another 25 minutes to fight for getting through this fucking dedector so that I had only 10 minutes left to get to the gate. I ran as fast as i could and of course the gate closed already. I knocked like crazy against the door because I really needed to get to Chicago on time, since I have abnother connection flight from there to Detroit. Thank god, a flight assistent opened the door and checked for me to get a seat on the plane, since they gave away my original seat already.
Finally, I entered the plane all sweaty and gasping for oxygen 5 mintes before take-off. This is simply not exceptable. I'm going to complain about this for sure and I do want at least an excuse. Assholes! However, while I was searching my seat 36A, there was a man starring at me, saying:"I know exactly how you feel". At least I'm not alone on that. Anyhow, I'm waiting for my meal now, watching a movie on my little private screen in front of me and afterwards, I'm going to sleep to get at least some energy back for the last part of my journy to Bowling Green.
This was the last quater of the 700 people in fron of me.
There were another four hallways full with people around the corner in the front.