One nightmare trip. Good warm up before the big move?
Thursday 11/8 I travelled from Northen of Norway, my summer job location (Check this beautiful place out btw! ). Weather conditions were good, departure and landing at Gardemoen (Oslo) for transfer in time - so far so good.
I had already prepared the complicated visa but needed it to be handed in at the chinese ambassy in stockholm THIS DAY BEFORE 15.00! To get all the needed documents and to answer the application was a little tricky beast. But now I had it ready in my plastic folder.
But since I had to change the flight company at Gardemoen, I needed to get my luggage from the belt and do the whole check-in-procedure agian, on a timelimit of 55 min. Offcourse I was nervous and had troubble sleeping the latest couple off days..
Well. We arrived, on time. But somehow my luggage didnt appear in the belt. 12.20 was the time i needed to do the bagdrop for my next flight and when I looked at my watch for the 10th time it was 12.23. Finally I see it, I grab it, I run, I husstle and arrive at bag drop. To late.
Where is SAS staff?
Ahh over there!
"My flight is 12.50, can I please drop it anyway?"
"Yes, but you need to run"
So I did and landed stressed in my seat on the plain just in the end of boarding.
Shortly later we get an annoncement from the speakers that we have delay on 15 min. No no no.
The plan was that I was suppose to hand all the visa documents to my father in the waiting hall at Stockholm Arlanda as soon as we landed - which was estimated 13.45 so he had 75min to reach the ambassy. No we were down to 1 h at the most.
I ran from the gate, passed the customs and thrue out the plastic map to the guy in suit (my father) standing on the other side of arrival hall. I turn in the air and ran back in, through cloosing sliding doors, and ended up face to face with 2 cops.
"I miht have to explain myself..?"
Off course my action wasn't aloud and beacuse I also lost my drivings licence earlier the same week i couldn't ID myself (I threw out the passport to my dad as well..). But after some crying, looking weak, and as an unexperienced traveller they ended up trusting me to go back in and get my luggage.
Maybe the action could be over at this point. I just hoped my dad would manage a short time frame on 45 min.
Short before his cellphone batteries died he send me an email that we should try and reach the train back to my hometown 15.40 and that the visa was now in process! Yeah!
But I couldn't find him on the plattform. So I just hopped on the train without ticket, thining he might already be on board..
I search the whole train 2 times. He wasn't there. Nobody had heard from him and my mother was soo worried something had happend to him!
I cried another time, this time more hysterical melt-down-like, when the conductor came and capture me without a ticket. I was so exhausted after long time off bad eating and sleeping habits and a huge amount of stress climbing on my shoulders. So I took this green pill (subscribed by doctors-no drugs aloud) and faded into a fog.
It turned out there was to train leaving at the same time. Apparently I choosed the slow one so my mam - looking like a wreck- and father - looking guilty- greated me in a huge sobbing hug on Norrköping station.
I got strawberries and cream for dessert while I spend some hours staring out my window and than slept for 14h.
The good thing was we managed to get to the ambassy with a margin off 3 MINUTES!.
Just a small thing. Next day, before 10, they also wanted my old passport. Apperently there are new rules that you can't read anywere and if you call the ambassy to ask about what documents they require, they might forget to inform you off this...