Back to Germany. Part 3

Going to the airport

When it was half past one, we got ready for the airport and we hit the road. It doesn’t need much time to get from my home to the Tbilisi International Airport, or as it’s called now, it’s Shota Rustaveli Airport and it was nearly 2 o’clock when we got to the airport, I guess. There were so many people around and so many cars parked, that it was kind of hard to find a free space and, at the same time, a place near to the entrance doors. There was this huge line in the entrance of people going in the airport through that checking thing. Well, I went through it until others put their bags on that lift and stuff like that, as I had only my cell phone with me and I just went through it really easily without any notice. Soon there I saw my sister’s baggage and my mother’s handbag, so I just took them, because there were others’ baggage coming out, too, and they were blocking the way. Soon I saw my sister taking her bag and soon there were my mother and father, too, my mother looking for her handbag and she probably thought that her handbag was stuck there somewhere in others’ bags. Then I gave it to her, and my father couldn’t get through that thing without it beeping, however they knew that it was this belt of his that was beeping, so they let him in. well, we went to that weight scale, where you can get the exact weight of your baggage and there was this huge line, too, there were some Arabs, I guess, and they were weighing their luggage. At last, it was our time to weigh our bag, my mother put it on the weight scale and it said that it was 19.90 kilos and we kind of laughed, because the limit for my sister’s baggage was 20 kilos. Well then, we decided to have my sister’s bag wrapped in that plastic wrapping that they do at the airports. It’s kind of a good thing, especially if there’s rain outside. I remember, when I went to the Netherlands it was late autumn, so it was raining at the airports and I saw those bags loaded on a trunk or something like that and they were throwing those bags here and there and I was just shocked. I thought that they were taking them carefully and loading them , but when I saw that, I realized, that you’d better not take anything that can be broken easily or you just have to wrap it really well in your bag, so that when they throw your luggage to each other or somewhere else, it won’t break and your things will be alright. Perhaps, if you have something that’s easily broken, you should wrap it in your clothes inside the bag, I guess, that’s the wisest decision of all. At least, that’s what I’m thinking now. I don’t really have a better idea for now. Anyways, this bag was made from some sort of cloth and it was not really waterproof, I guess, that’s why it got wet when I had it in the Netherlands in that rainy weather and that’s why it got dirty, too. And I was thinking, why I didn’t have it wrapped with that plastic wrapping. Well, I don’t know, I don’t really remember. Perhaps, I thought that it didn’t really matter whether I had it wrapped or not. But, guess what, I should have had it wrapped! So, we took that bag to the wrapping point. It said it cost 15 Laris to wrap a bag. We gave the bag to this guy and he started wrapping it from sides to up and down and stuff like that, you know. They wrap those bags really well, I guess.

Then we went to the check-in desk. There were no people there, so I thought that no one was going to Istanbul, though then it seemed that I was wrong. My sister got that check-in and had her bag given to them and as a hand luggage she had this backpack of hers, which I used for travelling this year and she took it and now I have to find a solution for my travellings, I guess. But that’s okay. It was her bag, after all. And she also had this laptop in her laptop shoulder bag and that was all. Well, we kind of walked around, took some pictures and then it was time for her to go upstairs and get checking and passport control and then go to the waiting room and wait for her flight to be announced. We all went  upstairs and saw this huge line going to Istanbul. Most of them were on an indirect flight to Europe, I guess, just like my sister. So, we said our goodbyes and she went in while we were standing outside that gate, looking at her. And we would be there for quite some time, as there were many people in line before my sister. So we waited there until she went in and couldn’t be seen.

We left the airport soon and we got into the car. I was waiting for my sister to message me and there she was calling me to tell me about that passport clerk, who got on her nerves. Well, she said that she was asked some questions about who she was with and when her living in Germany would end or things like that, I don’t really remember what she said, but generally it was none of that clerk’s business and so at last my sister was free to go in. and she was telling me all that and then she said she wanted to buy some water and that she would message me when they left for the plane.

It was 3.50 Laris for our parking. Well, we got there somewhere after 2 a.m. and went approximately at 4 a.m. or something like that, I guess. I thought, that it would cost somewhere about 5 Laris or so, I don’t really know why I thought that, but everything is expensive at the airports, you know, so that I thought it would cost a fortune. Of course, we’ve been there lots of times, but I had never noticed that thing,  I mean, I was not interested in that, I guess, or perhaps I didn’t think of it at that time. Well, now I know. And they have this sign in the entrance that has pricesfor parking on it, I noticed that that day, too, when we were entering the airport parking lot.

Coming back from the airport

Anyways, we got home and were waiting for my sister to tell us that the plane was leaving or something like that. I was pretty sleepy, however I still waited and then after some time she messaged me and she told me that due to some troubles in Istanbul the plane would take  off delayed for 15 minutes and she was pretty angry with that. Well, 15 minutes is not much, if you ask me, so that it was not really a problem. And she met one of her acquaintances until getting on plane. Well, turned out this acquaintance was going to another country or something like that. It was something like half past 4 a.m.when she wrote to me saying that the airplane would take off in a couple of minutes and that she would turn off her phone and she would be in Istanbul in about two hours or so and it would be early in the morning here, so that she would call us at about 9 a.m. at our time. Well, then I fell asleep and when I woke up she had already messaged, that she was in Istanbul and she had met one of her college yearmates and they were waiting for their flight together, though this girl was not flying with the same airplane as my sister, because my sister was going to Basel and she was not. However, they were both going to Freiburg, to their college. It’s just the flights were different, though the time was the same, so that my sister wouldn’t be alone in the airport for 5 hours!

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