After a long tedious flight cramped into a seat built for a munchkin instead of a 6'4" Swede, I was finally there. Stepping off the plane was an experience in itself. As a cold-blooded Scandinavian, I'm used to a dry, cool climate. Even when it´s hot, it is still cool, dry breezes. Scents in the air are easily separated, and the air itself is clear. It was like walking into a wall. Air you could cut with a knife, and you could actually feel it slip into your lungs. The best way I could describe...
After a long tedious flight cramped into a seat built for a munchkin instead of a 6'4" Swede, I was finally there. Stepping off the plane was an experience in itself. As a cold-blooded Scandinavian, I'm used to a dry, cool climate. Even when it´s hot, it is still cool, dry breezes. Scents in the air are easily separated, and the air itself is clear. It was like walking into a wall. Air you could cut with a knife, and you could actually feel it slip into your lungs. The best way I could describe...
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