Wednesday, 28 March 2012

The afternoon flight to London is now boarding from gate D7

Are you ready for this? Really? Honestly? Good, that's what I want to hear, because what you are about to read, well, what you are reading at this very moment, is the most spontaneous post that I have ever written: the airport post. That's right, dear readers, in only a few hours I will be shoved into a giant metal tube full of peanuts and launched at 500mph back to Britain, and the imminent nature of my departure has left several feelings swimming around my tummy.

Excitement is probably the most prominent, though. I mean for the past month, every time my eyes have flicked over to the top left corner of my wonderful iPod touch at the little 'aeroplane mode' icon, I cannot help myself from getting as excited as a little fat child plonked into a sweet shop, with a crisp £20 note grasped in his podgy hands. Is that shallow? Maybe. Childish? Almost definantly. But to be honest, I don't really care! I'm going to London! And do you know what the first thing that I am going to do once there, dear readers? I'm going to sit down, put the kettle on, and have a scone. Yum.

But as inviting as that image may be, i feel strangely attached to my new location, even though they don't have scones here. Shocking, I know. But the past eight months have been incredible. Absolutely brilliant. Who cares if I still look the wrong way when crossing the road, or that I look hopelessly touristy when I am lost! Well, I kind of do, to be honest, but that's not the point that I was getting at. The point I was going for was that it has really been one truly amazing experience.

What I would like to do now, or rather what I have begun doing, is to share with you some of the things that I've stumbled upon over these past few months. I apologise in advance that none of them actually involve me, well, to be honest I'd think you'll all be quite thankful, but for those of you who don't know me, I'm not really too fond of being in front of a camera. Instead, I prefer to take my own little pictures of things which interest me. So, with the help of my iPod's camera and a few little apps along the way, I have attached a few picturess which I'd thought you all would like. I know they're nothing special. I mean, we have flowers and cows in London too, but there is something comforting about seeing homely things away from home. Although, I think that we'd all agree that the smell of cow poo is universally displeasing.

Now, if my understanding of the native language is correct, I believe that that ding dong over the tanoy just announced the boarding of my flight. Before I do board though, I would like to apologise for my inevitable actions in advance. If any of you out there happen to be on a plane where some prat is bellowing 'Rule Britania' at the top of his voice, well, I think who we can all guess who that might be...

Prepare yourselves. I'm coming.


Addman said...

Nice pictures. It's always nice to come home after a long time away though. You haven't missed much in the last 8 months. Oh, except a nuclear explosion happened in Katie Price's basement, and David Walliams swam all the way through the timestream and bought back some interesting dinosaurs.

Alon Nachshen said...

Thank you! Tis lovely to come home, I quite agree. Right, well, thanks for the information! I will have to read up on that and watch out for the odd t-rex when catching the bus!

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