The city is a madhouse. It never fails to amaze me how people can live day in and day out in this massive mix of humans, fumes, concrete and the Tube. It's not uncommon to see people in the tube eat, sleep and kiss all within a few rows from each other. (Gross, I know!)
Gatwick is getting worse by the year. The last time I flew through this airport, there was hardly any room to even move around. I mean it was full of people. I try to avoid Gatwick and Heathrow at all costs, but unfortunately it's inevitable when you actually want to get to London.
Then I was in Bulgaria. They now have a new airport. Still clean and boring. The border police looks less barbaric then ever. It's almost starting to feel civilized coming into Sofia.
Now I'm writing from Madrid. I ministered in Madrid over Friday and Saturday and Saturday night we took a train trip to Chiclana, which is in the south of Spain. This is where my friends Paco and Sieglinde Garcia live and are based out of. I traveled accompanied by pastor Kaloyan from Sofia.
We also got to see a bit of Cadiz, which is also on the Atlantic coast. Cadiz has important history. It's considered that the first European constitution was written here. We had lunch with Huancho, Paqi and their son David at this lovely and jam-pakced restaurant on the beach. The picture above shows you just how busy it is on a sunny Sunday afternoon.
It's been a great trip so far, with the exception of today. So, we take the train back to Madrid, the ride took close to 5 hours, the train was almost 15 minutes late and I had to jump into a taxi to go to the airport, which is on the other side of town. Few people speak English here in Spain. I managed to explain to the driver that I need to be at the airport in like 15 minutes and he seemed bent on making it. The man drove with 150 km/h down the freeway, once we got there. At one point I actually reached out and put my seat belt on. He was taking curves with over 100 km/h. Scary!
Nevertheless, I missed my flight! I usually have a high rate of successfully convincing the check-in ladies to break the rules, but those two were adamant. I wouldn't be able to make it, they said, in-spite of being there 45 minutes before the fight took off. They were lying. Anyhow.
I end up having to spend 6 hours at the airport and then take an Iberia flight directly to Frankfurt. Sometime by midnight tonight I should be sleeping in a nice bed somewhere in Frankfurt. For now I have to be happy with the benches here at the airport. Thankfully, it's the new terminal they built recently and there are plenty of good shops and restaurants to help keep you awake. The food in Spain is good and that goes also for the airport. I can't help but feel like all the Spaniards care about is to somehow gain the bliss of a carefree life, completely consumed with themselves. Sorry, if this hurts someone's feelings. The same is true for my native Bulgaria, so there, we're even now!
Today in History:
03/12 Gustav Robert Kirchhoff born, 1824, physicist
03/12 Commonwealth Day in Swaziland
03/12 Independence Day in Mauritius
03/12 Moshoeshoe's Birthday in Lesotho
03/12 Renovation Day in Gabon
We also got to see a bit of Cadiz, which is also on the Atlantic coast. Cadiz has important history. It's considered that the first European constitution was written here. We had lunch with Huancho, Paqi and their son David at this lovely and jam-pakced restaurant on the beach. The picture above shows you just how busy it is on a sunny Sunday afternoon.
It's been a great trip so far, with the exception of today. So, we take the train back to Madrid, the ride took close to 5 hours, the train was almost 15 minutes late and I had to jump into a taxi to go to the airport, which is on the other side of town. Few people speak English here in Spain. I managed to explain to the driver that I need to be at the airport in like 15 minutes and he seemed bent on making it. The man drove with 150 km/h down the freeway, once we got there. At one point I actually reached out and put my seat belt on. He was taking curves with over 100 km/h. Scary!
Nevertheless, I missed my flight! I usually have a high rate of successfully convincing the check-in ladies to break the rules, but those two were adamant. I wouldn't be able to make it, they said, in-spite of being there 45 minutes before the fight took off. They were lying. Anyhow.
I end up having to spend 6 hours at the airport and then take an Iberia flight directly to Frankfurt. Sometime by midnight tonight I should be sleeping in a nice bed somewhere in Frankfurt. For now I have to be happy with the benches here at the airport. Thankfully, it's the new terminal they built recently and there are plenty of good shops and restaurants to help keep you awake. The food in Spain is good and that goes also for the airport. I can't help but feel like all the Spaniards care about is to somehow gain the bliss of a carefree life, completely consumed with themselves. Sorry, if this hurts someone's feelings. The same is true for my native Bulgaria, so there, we're even now!
Today in History:
03/12 Gustav Robert Kirchhoff born, 1824, physicist
03/12 Commonwealth Day in Swaziland
03/12 Independence Day in Mauritius
03/12 Moshoeshoe's Birthday in Lesotho
03/12 Renovation Day in Gabon
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