My flight had an 8 hour delay. There was not enough time to go into the city, not enough time for anything, or so I thought...
I decided to purchase one of those Admirals Club one day passes... ended up not paying for it! And never thought I would have to be grateful to anything Spanish, and for whatever!... But one of the girls at the counter, saw my (misfortune of... lol) passport, and in the spirit of victory (Spain over Italy) on yesterday's match, she gave me a complimentary everything! She was really raving about it, almost hysterical. Hey, whatever! In the end it worked just fine for me.
The lounge was practically deserted, just a business woman on a green coat that looked more like she had just skinned Jack Sparrow's parrot, but somehow it worked for her. A young couple, she was asleep on a chair, and him... sleeping on the floor, right at her feet and snoring! Then, it was me.
I parked my lovely ass in one of the armchairs with a little swinging table for the laptop, and next to a phone. I started charging my laptop and iPod while I watched a movie, but then fell asleep.
When I woke up the place was swarming with an electric buzz. There was people everywhere, even kids running around, disturbing the corporate starchy calm of the rest of the patrons... specially the one I renamed "the angry jew". I was still feeling tired, but already was 10 past 4 and I was supposed to board my plane at 6:10... So, I decided to make an effort and stay awake... Turned my iPod on, and started to listen to "My Favorites" playlist. An up beat tempo was just what this moment demanded!
I started looking around the room, mostly out of curiosity. Specially since it was my first time in one of these clubs, I just wanted to see what members looked like. It was then when I noticed the old guy with long white hair and "Hugh Hefner's" look, talking to a l'oreal blonde. I don't really know who was all over who! It was hard to tell, until she got up to go to the ladies' room, and then I knew... "Working girl"!!!
From that moment on, I put on my sunglasses and kept a close watch over the two of them, wanted to know what her next move would be. Not even 10 minutes past that she made a pass at him. I can't read lips, but demeanor... good enough to know what she asked. “At what time is your flight?, and “do we have time for a quickie”. I guess he answered something convenient, cause they both looked at their watches and off they went! She was leading the way, he followed closely... but not so that he couldn't see her ass moving! It just proves that there is always enough time for certain things to be done.......
I wished I had my camera with me, I would have taken some interesting pics to show you!
The next minutes I started to sing to my tunes, apparently too loud for some... cause this guy, which will be from now on known as the "angry jew"... started nodding his head in disapproval. I think I laughed at him, really hard and right on his face... He probably thought I would stop... As if! I was too bored for it!
One positive thing though... in the more than 10 hours I spent there, I met this really nice guy, Kemma. A mechanical engineer, who among other things put me, and others at ease when we all saw in despair, how the mechanics were towing our plane away from the gate and back to the hangar. He assured us there was nothing to be alarmed with, just a routine reeving of the engines!
And so it was! A couple of hours later we all were on our way to Barcelona. Me... with a new friend, Kemma, and looking forward to meet him for drinks later on this week!
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