We usually don’t celebrate our birthdays. We spoil each other with good food and a small present. If we are with friends its something that happens spontaneously.
Our plan this year was to arrive in Lisbon Sunday, get up early on Monday and get our 25 cargo boxes we send from Copenhagen 3 weeks ago with our personal belongings we haven’t seen for ages, unpack them and start furnishing our new flat in Graca with vibrations, spirituality, memories and surprises from our travels around the world together.
That did not happen.
Qatar Airways got delayed in Kathmandu which meant that we missed our connecting flight to Europe. So we had to stay over and wait for the first flight at 7:45 the following morning – on my birthday.
That sucked – waking up in Doha is NOT something I like.