Long trip to England...

I wrote this while I was in the flight MEX- MAD at 1 o'clock (Spain time) [6 pm Mexico time]

MEX DEPARTURE 12:15

MADRID HOUR 19.15

It’s Saturday morning, it’s 49 past 12 in Madrid, Spain. I’m in the middle of the flight, there are missing only 4 hours to arrive to Spain. We left Mexico by Veracruz and crossed Florida beach (Fig. 1), USA, to reach what we are flying now: Atlantic Ocean. We are traveling in a Tec group, it’s interesting because I haven’t met anybody, so, when we arrive to Spain, our flight scale, we will meet each other. Our group is about 80 people, but the flight is overloaded, we are around 250 people in the aircraft, so the airplane is too big. Only 27 people of Tec group go to London, England, the other 53 people go to Florence, Italy. My seat is located at the middle of the plane, I can see the left wing of the plane through the window, but now it’s closed because there’s a lot of light outside.

                Some people are sleeping; others are listening to music or watching a film on the screen, but others are just spending the time watching each other. There is a women seat by my side, she is traveling to Jerusalem and Egypt, but her first scale is Madrid, Spain.

                It’s too uncomfortable been seated down 10 hours without moving any muscle, but it’s the price to arrive to our destiny and have fun.

                It’s two past one in morning, Madrid time, and we will arrive at 5 of the clock to Barajas airport.

Fig. 1