Her trip part 1

I can write this post with a rather wide ear to ear grin. She came to visit me. And it was magical. Who would have thought that I would end up with someone like her. There are times when I feel I'm not good enough for her. And there are just times that I think we're just meant to be.

She had planned to visit me last friday. Her flight was an early one and she had slept late the night before as usual, finishing off her work. She msged me the night before asking me to give her a call at 8am my time. I slept at 6am. While I was sleeping she gave me a miss call at exactly 7am. I thought that was her way of saying she had already woken up and needn't me to call her at 8. But I did either way. I called her, and she cut my call. Smiling to myself as I continued on sleeping, I was glad I had done my part in being her alarm clock. I had a good 2 hours of sleep before someone came barging into my room, asking for my credit book. And that's when I got her sms. She had missed her flight because she didnt wake up in time. My head was spinning by then. My mouth went dry and I couldn't comprehend what I just read. I called her and she said she was determined to find another flight to moscow but all of them was just too expensive and she had only so much in her savings. I cried. I'm not the type to burst open water works but with her, I always do. I was looking forward to spending time with her and knowing that my dream might just have been taken away from me was overwhelming. But knowing my baby, she was determined. She stayed at that airport for another few hours in search for a cheaper flight even though she was exhausted. Glad to say she did find a flight, which was at a so-to-say resonable price and booked it right away.

I picked her up from the airport at 4 in the morning. Amazingly enough there was a taxi driver staying at my hostel who was willing to be up at such an unearthly hour of the night to provide this service. Seeing her at the gate, really took my breath away. She was more beautiful than Aphrodite herself. I took her luggage as we walked out from the airport only to find it snowing. I still remember how excited she was even though I was shivering from the cold. I had wanted to look my best for her thus wearing only my sweater and a leather jacket. But how good could I have looked in 4 in the morning anyway. Geez. We cuddled and held hands on the way back, staring out the window at the snow falling from the night sky.

It took us an hour to get back to the hostel. At that time it was already 6.15am. Now the hostel doors closes at about 2 or 3 in the morning and opens only at 6am. And since it was already past 6 I assumed that the doors would be open. But blardee hell when we got to the doors, it was locked and we stood out in the cold for what seemed like forever. I knocked on the metal doors with a 5ruble coin I had and everytime I gave up, she would just hug me tight and kiss me saying it's alright. They did open up after a few minutes and we immediately rushed in, took the lift up to my room and jumped into bed. I had never slept so peacefully in my whole life, with one hand around her waist, and her head on the other. I remember the strong scent of her as I breathed her in. It's amazing how someone could still smell so good after a long hard day. As I held her close, I prayed that the night would never come to an end.