Man, I really hope the food in the plane is good…

Two working colleagues, who are also periodical readers of my blog, told me on Monday that my entries are each day less and less…interesting, less “the way they used to be”. I think they meant self-ironic, sad and funny.

Apparently, if I spend the rest of my days as a sad single writing blog entries drinking wine makes my stires funnier.

Well, that may be difficult at the moment, because of my current relationship status...however, things can also be shitty, even if you are in love:

I am sitting in Frankfurt’s airport on gate B 22 waiting for the boarding time. I am traveling to Montevideo via Buenos Aires. If you are used to use nice airports like Munich’s you may know how easy it is to get all kinds of food at all kinds of prices. At Munich you can get an excellent Falafel , Sushi or a Beer and Sausages for less than 5 euros. In Mexico you can have American food, tacos or sushi for 3-6 USD, and in Dallas there is a good place for Hamburgers and two nice Mexican places. Even at Europe’s smallest international airport (Innsbruck) I got a sandwich, a blueberry muffin and a bottle of water for 5 Euros.

Frankfurt sucks! I am hungry and there is nothing affordable here. Yes, there is a bar where you can have a glass of red wine for 7,50 EUR or a stand where you can have a bottle of beer for 4,50 EUR. Even the duty-free shops are bloody expensive! Why buy a bottle of Absolut vodka for 16 Euros, when you can pay 10 at the supermarket and pay taxes?!

I hold a credit card which allows me to wait in a V.I.P. lounge where I probably could get a snack and a drink for free, but my gate is way too far and I had to take a decision: food and booze or catch my plane to Buenos Aires, I went for the second.

Man, I really hope the food in the plane is good…