Absorbing, mysterious; of infinite richness, this life - Virginia Woolf


Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The Great Migration

After three days of obsessively and feverishly checking, rechecking and monitoring the status of airports, flight schedules, airline information and train schedules across Europe, I'm shortly heading to Sarajevo's infamous little airport to begin The Great Trek Home of 2010. Like some others two thousand years ago, we're makign a laborious and hazardous journey from the East in search of a Christmas miracle: fully-functioning flight connections.

We commented yesterday that in the same way that Irish people still talk about "The Long, Hot Summer of 95" (ah, those were the glory days), we'll probably still remember The Christmas Chaos of 2010 for some time to come. I'm scheduled to leave Sarajevo at 3.05pm this afternoon, and supposed - in theory - to arrive in Kerry some time after 2.00pm tomorrow. It remains to be seen how on earth that'll ever work out.

In the meantime, Happy Christmas to one and all; I hope that your evenings will be boozy, your family not bickering, your presents wrapped with a big red bow, your mistletoe be occupied, and that your own Great Trek Home be not so great, and not so much of a trek at all. See you all on the other side of 2011.

(In other news, Sarajevo's Eternal Flame has finally been relit. Perhaps there is hope for a brighter and warmer new year after all).

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