Most puns will work most likely only in the original language. Also in this case it may work a little in English as well. However, it will unfold its ambiguous content only in German as there is no proper translation for the phrase “Mein Lieber Schwan”.
Literally “Mein Lieber Schwan” means: My Dear Swan. But it is translated into English with the words: Bloody hell! or Blimey!
This translation however carries not the exact meaning in German.
“Mein Lieber Schwan” is used as an interjection of amazement, in fact to give utterance to a positive surprise.
Airports are like a mirror of the country one travels.
These three airports I transit to my journey to Asia:
Taiwan Taoyuan Internatioal Airport
Not many restaurants or cafes, but the few existing offer a good quality of food. Closing time of all shops is 11 pm. For those who have a late flight there is nothing else to do than waiting. At least at this time it’s not very busy and it’s easy to find a place to rest.
Singapore Changi International Airport
is maybe the lovliest airport I visited so far. Not even iside it has a warm welcoming athmosphere. Even if one approaches the airport by taxi the streets are lined with greens and trees. Well done!
Singapore Changi International Airport
The Most Chaotic
…without doubt is
Manila Ninoy Aquino International Airport.
To get to another terminal one has to get out of the airport and either take a taxi or enter the shuttle bus, which is not even for free. Never mind – its cheap though, like 20 peso. But come on! The transfer to another terminal, especially for tourists who have just arrived and have to catch a plane, should be most convenient and always free. It can also take quiet a time to get you from terminal 1 to terminal 2 or 3 or vice versa. So better be early.
The transport system away from the airport to the hotel is even more chaotic. There are not enough taxis to match the demand, because only one taxi company is given access to the arrival area.
Bad, bad, Taxi-Situation: Maybe it has to get worse before it can get better. But a year ago it was already the same. There are not enough taxis to deal with the amount of travellers. If one has to wait 2 hours for a taxi it is just to much. And regular taxis are not allowed. Only the yellow ones. Only one thing has changed since last year. Now they have a seconde line for senior citizen and people with infants. Sadly for me, I’m not old enough and I have also no infant I could claim mine. So I have to wait even longer than last year. If this situation clears up with the new Skyline finished?
Nice day for swimming and snorkeling today. At the south tip of Boracay are less people and it’s less boat traffic today than usual. I suppose it’s because the party is going on at Station 1. So, good for people like myself who want to escape.
It’s very hot and the water is relatively calm. Yet not so clear because of high tide (3 pm 1.4) and the processing of algeas and other water plants.
And while snorkeling, I meet the biggest blowie ever. A pufferfish, huge like a pomelo. A real swellhead. Playing half dead to fool me, he, he…
The advertising caravan has arrived and so have thousands of party people and give-away hunters. It’s the big weekend. It’s getting loud, it’s getting louder! A vacationer from other parts of the world who came here to enjoy a prisine tropical beach and find some rest from the hustle and bustle he believed just to have escaped from, may have choosen the wrong time and the wrong place, if his residence is situated at the front beach (White Beach).
The party people however seem to enjoy the action, the noice, the spectacle. It’s the hottest time of the year. The crowd, the promoters and screeming hosts everywhere, make the felt air temperature even higher.
Not many places at the White Beach are left, where one can still find some serenity.