Departing From Flock To Fedora 2025

Like all the good things that exist in the universe, my adventures at Flock To Fedora 2025 in Prague had to come to an end on 10th June 2025. I would be lying if I were to say that I was not looking forward to it - given the poor hospitality I experienced at the hotel. Prague was awesome and I definitely planned on visiting this beautiful city again, but I would definitely make it a point to book a better hotel. I woke up at around 0700am Central European Summer Time as the scheduled alarm went off, and I definitely felt like I had comparatively better sleep the previous night. As my luggage was already packed the previous night and my flight, Emirates EK0140, was supposed to depart at around 0400pm Central European Summer Time, I had plenty of time in my hand to laze around and prepare for an arduous journey back home, without much else written on my agenda.

Using the spring balance gifted by my brother, Soumadeep Dhar, I figured that one of my suitcases weighed around 12kgs while the other one weighed around 10kgs, keeping me well under the allowed limit of 30kgs on my Economy Flex booking. After spending some time accounting for the expenses made throughout the trip, I decided to get myself freshened up and get ready for the day. As the checkout time from the hotel was 1200pm Central European Summer Time, I spent the remaining time at the hotel helping out a colleague with setting up their project on the production Webhook To Fedora Messaging deployment and writing some feedback for Justin Wheeler to appreciate his efforts in making Flock To Fedora 2025 a huge success. After having a brief conversation with my family back in India, I decided to head down for the breakfast a couple of hours later.

To my chagrin, the hotel staff decided to wrap up the breakfast a bit earlier that day, and I had to rely on a Snickers bar, consisting of roughly under 250 kilocalories, to keep my lights on until I got some proper meal. I had to grab something to eat at the airport, as the dinner would be served on the flight a couple of hours after takeoff. At around 1145am Central European Summer Time, I headed downstairs with my luggage and booked myself a cab after checking out. I tried the Bolt application first, but as it gave me trouble with various payment modes, I decided to fall back to the (much pricier but very reliable) Uber application to book a taxi. It took another fifteen minutes for the red-coloured Skoda Superb to turn up that would take me from Ibis Praha Mala Strana to Vaclav Havel Airport Prague (PRG), but thankfully, I did not have to stay stuck at the reception area of the hotel.

After a pleasant ride through the countryside for around thirty minutes or so, I was bid farewell by the friendly driver as I made it into the international departures of the airport. It took me about five minutes to figure out where the Emirates kiosk was in Terminal I of Vaclav Havel Airport Prague (PRG), but I had to wait for another forty-five minutes for the desks to open up. I have not been a fan of queues, but it took a crowd for them to finally open up and begin processing the travelers flying to Dubai International Airport (DXB) on the flight Emirates EK0140. Thankfully, the immigration desks did not have a long queue, and I was able to make it to the Duty Free stores of the airport with relative ease. This happened to be the place where I experienced my first culture shock from my Prague visit, as apparently, the security checks were present right in front of the departure gates.

As it was barely around 0200pm Central European Summer Time then, I decided to spend some time browsing the Duty Free stores and see if I could grab something for my family. I also visited an adjacent Pilsner Urquell outlet to purchase a chicken sandwich, as the Snickers meal from the morning was clearly not enough. After clicking some photographs at the airport, I decided to make it into the security checks at the designated departure gate B8 and wait for the boarding to begin. The boarding was thankfully soon announced, and I finally made it to my seat 54K - so I did not have to struggle with the malfunctioning airport WiFi anymore. The double-decker Airbus A380-800 that was operated by Qantas Airways felt enormous, and on inquiring from an adjacent stewardess, I got to know that the flight had the capacity of approximately 550 passengers - a fact that blew my mind.

My previous assumption of Zone F being at the tail end of the flight was also pleasantly mistaken as with the first class and business class passengers seated in the deck above us, I was seated at the beginning of the aeroplane in the lower deck. That would mean that deboarding from the aeroplane would most likely not end up being a tough ordeal for me when I make it to the Dubai International Airport (DXB) and would be racing against time to make it to the connecting flight. As the flight was underbooked, I was thankfully provided with the entire seating array to myself - which meant that not only could I have some more privacy and convenience, I could also lie down for some shut eye. After a couple of photographs with the graceful stewards and stewardesses on the flight, I decided to catch up with Inglorious Basterds (2009) as the dinners began to be served on the flight.

Just like the previous travels, I decided to keep the meals as lightweight as possible in order to help myself stay mobile in Dubai International Airport (DXB). With a combination of lying down for some rest and catching up on yet another movie, Tropic Thunder (2008), I soon found the flight to be reaching my first layover destination at around 1200am Gulf Standard Time. I was swiftly able to make it through the under-populated security queue, and after a short subway ride of around five minutes from A Gates to B Gates, I made it to the designated departure gate, B12. I still had about an hour to spend before the boarding would begin, so I decided to escape the noisy crowd situated near the departure gate and go for a quick exploration of the terminal. At around 1245am Gulf Standard Time, I made it back for the check-in and headed closer to the entrance.

The flight Emirates EK0570 that would take me from Dubai International Airport (DXB) to Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose International Airport (CCU) was much smaller in size and much shorter in duration too. After making it to the aircraft and denying yet another irrational demand for switching with my window seat (I know, right), I found my body almost giving up as I seated myself on 32K. That is what the lack of sleep does to a person, I guess - I kept dozing off and waking up every now and then, almost skipping the meal served that I could totally make use of then. I was not sure if a meal served at around 0400am Indian Standard Time qualified as a late dinner or an early breakfast - but I was running out of braincells at that point. After some assistance rendered to the fellow passenger and her kid with the in-flight entertainment system, I soon gave in to the sleep.

When I opened up my eyes next, I found the flight drifting close to the Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose International Airport (CCU), and I got to see some familiar views from outside the window. The flight Emirates EK0570 happened to be running way ahead of its schedule then, with it touching down at around 0755am Indian Standard Time. I connected with my family to inform them about my arrival as I received a call from my uncle about his arrival at the airport. The immigration queue was massively crowded, and the fact that only half the immigration officials were on duty in the morning did not help. By the time I made it to the end of the queue and started heading downstairs to collect my checked-in pieces of luggage, I was already running on fumes. Thankfully, I had a taxi waiting for me to take me back to my home - thus ending an arduous sixteen-hour-long departure journey.