I think its about time I drafted a mathematical equation for my rotten luck. Its strong enough to make the Guinness Records. Move over Murphy, this is no kid stuff.
Rolling highlands, sexy dudes in little skirts and the smoothest single malts - the internet did make Scotland sound so very exciting. Well, I was going to find out for myself soon enough.
Unfortunately, a day before I was to fly to Edinburgh, a volcano erupted in Reykjavik blotting out half the European airspace. Funny how these so-called developed countries keep bragging about technological advances and then sit around twiddling their thumbs just because there's some ash in the clouds.
Now, this were India, we'd find a hundred ways to exploit this opportunity and probably sell more volcanic ash than sliced bread.
Helps you keep things in perspective.
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Very true :)
I remember this. I was supposed to be somewhere in Portugal around that time. But I think I messed on some official documents. But my colleagues who happen to reach before the fly ash started, were forced to extend their trip. Officially vacationing . Now that is what I call “being lucky officially”
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