So yesterday afternoon I had been to suss out buses that are going to the airport from the metro station that was close to the hostel. After my nightmare with changing trains and the slow train and the broken train I thought it would be safer to just catch a bus and then I have a pretty good estimate of time to get to the airport (instead of having to wait for connections). I found that to get to the airport on time I needed to catch the first bus at 5:30am. But it was only 5 euro as opposed to the 17.50 for the shitty bus/slow train system.
Unfortunately the snoring guys were in the room again and it was another symphony/cacophony of a night. I was in much better spirits than the previous night though so I actually found it pretty funny. I mean, what can you do? I have heard that stabbing the mattress underneath them with an ice axe is reasonably effective but unfortunately I didn't have one. I was considering just staying up all night because I was so scared of not waking up to my alarm (flashbacks to Bruges kept running through my head). But I went to sleep, woke up to my alarm and made it onto the plane with plenty of time to spare. I even caught a bit of kip on the plane!
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