my luck ran out as usual.
i don't have anything photo to post in this chapter since im too disappointed on the frustrating difference between the coach and business seats.
after 18hrs of waiting in the airport, the least you can hope for is a nice coach seat.
lufthansa seats are the worst!
uber cramped seats! it's like the seats are made for children.
no inflight tv!
food was blahblah.
male cabin attendants don't help you in putting your luggage in the overhead compartment even if they're just two feet away from you.
boo!
but apart from that, the fact that i am approaching a spanish-speaking country made me nervous right to every morsel of my fat bones.
the lady seated beside me speaks spanish. sorry! i got tongue twisted when she spoke to me! haha! i spoke to her in english when she asked me something in spanish. i panicked, and i just want to throw myself in the little coach seat window. waaaahhh!
what to do now? i should have learned spanish on my first flight.
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