Getting late to Malta

I went to the airport with the models, Heidi and Iselin, and the make-up artist/hair stylist Rebecka, to the Skavsta [NYO] on Wednesday and that was pretty smart of me. Of course they had to much luggage all except one. Rebecka even had to leave a plastic bag full of stuff just to get the weight down to 15 kilos on her check-in bag.

Why did I not join the Wednesday flight? I was part of a Swedish TV show and they would not be finished with shooting until Friday. When I was spending time in front of a camera (which I hate) them ladies were having a tour on Malta with our dear friend and local celebrity actor, Steffen, where giving un-healty cake and some nice wine. (Why do they always get the best part of a shoot?)

I finished shooting late on Thursday evening, arrived at Arlanda [ARN] on 2.30 in the morning on Friday after a really hectic week. You feel really glamourous sleeping in a noisy (they where doing construction works) departure hall on a marble bench, always with a hand on your EUR 40.000 camera bag.
Then you pay EUR 270 for the extra weight and get on the plane at 6.25. I fell asleep at once and woke up when they landed.

"Welcome to Arlanda!"

WTF!?
A window cracked in cockpit and they had to return. As being a pilot myself, I bonded with the crew and saw a picture of it. It happened while they where climbing through 28.400 feet. Thankfully it was just a middle layer of the multi-layer safty glass there.

After spending three (3!) hours in line to get a new ticket, 4 hours in Frankfurt and a nice time chatting with the crew of Malta Air - I finally arrived at MLA 22.30 on the Friday. Half dead...

I got a great welcome by the ladies and Martin in his apartment and a couple of drinks later I was perfectly OK. :-)