On the way to Cuba, we took the direct Air Europe flight. There was a cheaper one, and it called for
– 300 euros less
– a 12-hour stop over in Moscow
– a 33 -hour trip in total
– flying across an ocean with Aeroflot
We chose the direct flight. Not that I have anything against Aeroflot… I guess it’s just the name. I guess?
Anyway, on the way there it was important to sleep. That’s what I said, and repeated various times, to Boyfriend. The last time I said it was just before loosing consciousness on his shoulder… about five minutes after boarding. I’m good that way ^_^
The problem was that, albeit being a direct flight, it was still nine hours long. So after sleeping a while, reading my new book, checking out the guide book, eating, then watching The Boxtrolls (so cute!) and after that a seriously depressing film that for no reason should have been shown on a flight with children, young adults, adults or elderly people as it talked about a girl nearly dying in a car crash (no talking of crashing on planes!) and losing all her family (no talking of dying on planes!!) and crying for half of the film which got me hiccoughing like a ten-year-old..after all of that plus a few rounds of Plants versus Zombies, I got the piece of paper with the strict immigration rules, flipped it over and doodled.
(phew! longest sentence ever)
I started as I usually do, with a person
And then, as it often happens, I drew the body but didn’t like it. Got stuck with the arms and…bored. So I drew my bear. I draw him a lot, and he’s nearly always surrounded by bubbles and bees. And I drew an orca. Because why not.
I liked the birds becoming fish becoming music.
And then, well, I filled the doodle up. This is what it looks like now.