I hold my ears, I bend on my knees I am not travelling to any third world country in future...
With all the bad experiences I have faced in the last one week and more was waiting for me at the airport.
At the airport I just wanted to go and sit in the departure lounge that is how desperate I was to leave this country.
At the luggage check in counter the guy asks me to go and get a passport copy. @@ Considering all my past travels in mind I have never been asked this question before!! Why here??
At the immigration I was relaxed that this is the final fucked up place and el7emdella I am over it. No it wasn't the lady there asks me to stand in front of the camera and she wants to take my picture.
After the immigration they nearly raped me by asking me to take off all my clothes as the stupid scanning machine kept on sounding. And what was it at the end my trouser had a small button!!
Then my laptop bag didn't have a baggage tag. The luggage check in counter didn't advice me that I had to carry on one so I had to walk all the way back to the counter and get a tag and come back again to get my laptop scanned.
& finally I am in the departure lounge.
8 more hours and I am back home...
Cant wait to have that feeling back in me that I am back home.