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Domino days

There are days I call "domino" because when the first piece falls all the others will follow, and you should give up and go back home as soon as possible.
It happened to me many years ago, in an internetless time.
I was traveling throughtout Spain and was supposed to meet a friend in a French isle. I flew from Seville to Paris with connection in Barcelona where the trouble began, because of a cigarretes pack: I was looking for it to buy and didn't realize I had little time, so I lost the flight. I was told to pick up my baggage at the baggages claim, but it never showed up. I stayed there for more than one hour because I'm very hopeful, until a clerk told me to give up. Fortunatelly it was in the airline counter.
A friend in Seville had told me to follow his instructions about getting to Gare du Nord station from Charles de Gaulle airport, but I wanted to try my French and got lost in Paris subway. I finally managed to get to the station, where I was induced to buy the most expensive ticket by the clerk in the touristic information box. When I realized the cheating, it was impossible to travel in the cheaper train, so I took the TGV.
As it was very expensive, there were few people in it, in my wagon were only me and a guy whom I approached to ask for help, and who refused to talk to strangers. I had no idea where to hop off. All the broadcasted city names sounded the same to me, so I left the train in a haphazard place. I decided to sleep in that station where everything was already closed, nothing to eat, nobody to ask for information. A man approached me in the deserted second floor, speaking hard French, in a very anxious way. I could only understand he was going to the street to find us some food, which he did, and I later realized he had left his bag on the floor, next to me.
He never came back. I remembered travelers tip number one: don't accept to watch anybody's baggage! I got more and more anxious, and decided to approach the mezzanine guardrail to look for him. That's when I saw some policemen - with dogs - entering the station hall. I headed the opposite side of the mezzanine, walked down the steps and ran away to the street, no looking back. Luckly there were some taxis. I spent the night in a hostel.
Next day, I thought "brand new day", but I had a last problem: they didn't accept my ticket to follow the trip and I had to pay for another one! Oh, when I got to my destination there were rumours no boat would sail to the island due to bad weather!

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Domino days
There are days I call "domino" because when the first piece falls all the others will follow , and ; you should give up and go back home as soon as possible.
It happened to me many years ago, in an internetless time.
I was traveling
throughtout throughout Spain and was supposed to meet a friend in a French isle. I flew from Seville to Paris with connection in Barcelona where the trouble began, because of a cigarretes pack pack of cigarettes : I was looking for it to buy and didn't realize I had little time, so I lost the flight. I was told to pick up my baggage at the baggages baggage claim, but it never showed up. I stayed there for more than one hour because I'm very hopeful, until a clerk told me to give up. Fortunatelly Fortunately it was in the airline counter.
A friend in Seville had told me to follow his instructions about getting to Gare du Nord station from Charles de Gaulle airport, but I wanted to try my French and got lost in Paris subway. I finally managed to get to the station, where I was induced to buy the most expensive ticket by the clerk in the
touristic tourist information box. When I realized the cheating, it was impossible to travel in the cheaper train, so I took the TGV.
As it was very expensive, there were few people in it, in my wagon were only me and a guy whom I approached to ask for help, and who refused to talk to strangers. I had no idea where to hop off. All the broadcasted city names sounded the same to me, so I left the train in a haphazard place. I decided to sleep in that station where everything was already closed, nothing to eat, nobody to ask for information. A man approached me in the deserted second floor, speaking hard French, in a very anxious way. I could only understand he was going to the street to find us some food, which he did, and I later realized he had left his bag on the floor, next to me.
He never came back. I remembered travelers tip number one: don't accept to watch anybody's baggage! I got more and more anxious, and decided to approach the mezzanine guardrail to look for him. That's when I saw some policemen - with dogs - entering the station hall. I headed the opposite side of the mezzanine, walked down the steps and ran away to the street, no looking back.
Luckly Luckily there were some taxis. I spent the night in a hostel.
Next day, I thought "brand new day", but I had a last problem: they didn't accept my ticket to follow the trip and I had to pay for another one! Oh, when I got to my destination there were
rumours rumors no boat would sail to the island due to bad weather!
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Domino days
There are days I call "domino" because when the first piece falls all the others will follow , and ; you should give up and go back home as soon as possible.
It happened to me many years ago, in an internetless time.
I was traveling
throughtout throughout Spain and was supposed to meet a friend in a French isle. I flew from Seville to Paris with connection in Barcelona where the trouble began, because of a cigarretes pack pack of cigarettes : I was looking for it to buy and didn't realize I had little time, so I lost the flight. I was told to pick up my baggage at the baggages baggage claim, but it never showed up. I stayed there for more than one hour because I'm very hopeful, until a clerk told me to give up. Fortunatelly Fortunately it was in the airline counter.
A friend in Seville had told me to follow his instructions about getting to Gare du Nord station from Charles de Gaulle airport, but I wanted to try my French and got lost in Paris subway. I finally managed to get to the station, where I was induced to buy the most expensive ticket by the clerk in the
touristic tourist information box. When I realized the cheating, it was impossible to travel in the cheaper train, so I took the TGV.
As it was very expensive, there were few people in it, in my wagon were only me and a guy whom I approached to ask for help, and who refused to talk to strangers. I had no idea where to hop off. All the broadcasted city names sounded the same to me, so I left the train in a haphazard place. I decided to sleep in that station where everything was already closed, nothing to eat, nobody to ask for information. A man approached me in the deserted second floor, speaking hard French, in a very anxious way. I could only understand he was going to the street to find us some food, which he did, and I later realized he had left his bag on the floor, next to me.
He never came back. I remembered travelers tip number one: don't accept to watch anybody's baggage! I got more and more anxious, and decided to approach the mezzanine guardrail to look for him. That's when I saw some policemen - with dogs - entering the station hall. I headed the opposite side of the mezzanine, walked down the steps and ran away to the street, no looking back.
Luckly Luckily there were some taxis. I spent the night in a hostel.
Next day, I thought "brand new day", but I had a last problem: they didn't accept my ticket to follow the trip and I had to pay for another one! Oh, when I got to my destination there were
rumours rumors no boat would sail to the island due to bad weather!
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