Joint vacation: punishment or happiness?
Joint vacation: punishment or happiness?
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And now he has a long-awaited vacation! Summer in Moscow did not please us, so we really wanted to go in good weather, where there is sun, cloudless sky and ocean. I traveled many times, but this vacation was special, since it was the first vacation with my N. Therefore, there was some excitement.

Joint vacation: punishment or happiness?
Joint vacation: punishment or happiness?

We arrived at the airport, went through all the necessary procedures, filled out a bunch of forms and, at the end of the customs control, proved that we had no knife in our luggage and that someone simply confused the suitcases. After a misunderstanding, we went to all the well-known duty-free shops, then we decided to while away the time before departure to the cafe, since there was still half the night in stock. And then it turns out that none of us took rubles, and pizza is served only in this currency. Night, Vnukovo, exchangers no longer work. My N., of course, did not take the blame, although she had all the money. Do you think this is legal !?

I had to get out of this situation. I took dollars, bought a chocolate bar in Duty free and asked the seller for change in rubles. There they looked at me in such a way that I even felt myself somehow uncomfortable, but they changed me.

By the way, N. is still wrong … I give all my income to her, I think this decision is safer for our budget, because a woman, as the keeper of the hearth, spends finances more rationally. But, of course, I also pursue my personal interests with such a model. I don't need to keep track of when to pay rent, internet, and so on. All this is done by my N. Only about rubles at the airport, she forgot to take care of it!

Finally they announced the boarding of our plane. By the way, I'm not that afraid of flying, but I'm afraid. Although, according to statistics, more people die in car accidents than in plane crashes. But still, you must admit that there are still chances to survive in the car, but in the plane they are reduced to zero. And this fact was frankly worried. Fortunately, the flight was late (or early), at four in the morning. Therefore, I hoped to spend the entire flight in a dream. Even on purpose, I got up early the day before.

I also thought that my N. would meet me awake for the first time on the plane. But, no, I was afraid of flying alone. And my N. had dreams before takeoff. This is the nervous system! During the flight, I never fell asleep. Neither a book, nor a delicious breakfast, nor N. sniffling next to me could distract me from my nervous thoughts. In addition, I found some suspicious crack on the wing of the plane …

Finally, we get off the plane holding hands. Warm air hits your face, clear blue sky above your head. I declare our first joint vacation open!

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