I have recently come to the conclusion that the facets of buying a multi-city plane ticket-- basically amounting to a round-the-world trip-- is a lot like being on drugs. (Disregard the fact that I've never actually done any drugs except some really nasty buggers for a tonsillectomy.) Dates and times and changing dates and changing times and then changing dates again! And changing cities on different dates! And do I really want to fly out of Delhi at 3:30am? SURE!!!! You know why? Because the idea of finding my way and checking in at the airport at 1:00am in Delhi is slightly more palatable than checking in at 4:00am for the 6:00am flight to London. CHRIST. See what I mean?
And the cost. India may not take much out of my pocket but the sodding plane ticket alone is enough to send Chuck Norris into tears. Then there's the whole requesting a month off from work thing. Heh. It's kind of a catch-22, right? I can't request the dates off of work until I buy the ticket (because of dicking around with the aforementioned cities and dates thing) but it's kinda hard to buy the ticket without having the dates approved.
Fuck it.
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