I don’t exaggerate when I say that my poor guardian angel is overworked. I don’t exaggerate when I say that I have the craziest possible travel experiences.
Proof of the fact was given to me yet again in 2010 with the most unbelievable of problems.
A volcano erupted.
The famous volcano eruption that caused GPS all over Europe to stop working in 2010 and volcanic ash to descend into the continent naturally affected me as well. How could it not affect Varsha and her travel stories?
In Paris with a flight to catch, I learned that all flights had been cancelled indefinitely, until the volcanic ash settled. As ‘usual’, my visa was due to expire very soon, but as usual, it was not my fault that I could not go home.
And as usual, the experience was wonderful.
Extra days with my sister and my truly incredible French family are treasures I cherish.
I remember the joy that accompanied all the stress of communicating with the airlines and the places where I worked.
I remember how bad Maman felt that she had to go back to work because she had applied for only that much leave.
I remember sitting and writing, writing, writing because I had so much free time all of a sudden.
When the volcanic ash cleared enough to allow air travel again, all the goodbyes began once more.
As I stood waiting to check in, all alone once more, I imagined filling a non-existent form at my work place:
Reason for absence: Unpronounceable volcano eruption