Journey
Antonija Glavas

I wrote something about my journey to Germany last night, but I lost it somewhere. Now I am trying to do it again. My trip to Germany started on the last day of February at the Moncton airport with some difficulties. When I checked in they told me that the flight to Montreal was canceled because there were not enough passengers. Thanks to my chief, they gave me another route via Toronto but ...in business class. I had to wait a little bit longer and travel two hours longer than planned but in business class!

They gave me a window seat which I found great flying over Toronto. It was a crystal-clear night and the city was just flushing in the light. I enjoyed it very much. At the airport there was just enough time to sniff the perfume bottles on the duty free shop shelves.

On the Lufthansa plane I found my seat by the window again and on my left a friendly face smiled at me. We did not need very much time to start a conversation. He was from Italy. He was selling Italian ceramics to the States and Canada. When he told me that he lived in Bologna I smiled and told him about the way I cook my Bolognese sauce. He was wondering when I told him some granny stories about the Italian population in our town and our village. He was interested in how they built nice houses with large wooden verandahs, and planted fruit trees and grapes.

I ate from those trees very tasty apricots, pears and apples. I also told him how they sang and danced. I showed him on the map we found in front of our seats where I came from, where in Germany I lived and where I am living now. Our conversation was interrupted many times by many friendly stewards, bringing us drinks, food, snacks, coffee and even warm towels to refresh ourselves.