On the pro side: On a full plane, it is a blessing to have an empty seat next to you. The gods must have been smiling because after some shuffling, the nice guy from Alaska got moved to sit next to his wife and no one took his place. Ambien plus a glass of wine …
Since our departure was delayed by bad weather, my six hour stopover in Heathrow was cut down to five. Still plenty of time for strolling up and down the promenade pondering my need for electronics, cosmetics, and Swarovski kitsch. Plenty of time for deciding between an overpriced sandwich from a fridge case, an overpriced meal …
This for this. Is one better than the other? Which would you choose?
Things are a bit uncertain around the foreign office these days. There’s a potential job near Munich, a deadline looming, a simmering discontent over the status quo and a lack of certainty around what to do about it. If that sounds exceedingly vague, well, that’s entirely appropriate. Some of us are wandering around the apartment …
I don’t know that I’d have picked Antwerp as a destination were it not for the generous invitation of Di and her Belgian. Ryan Air is annoying but undeniably cheap and what am I doing in Austria that’s so important? Nothing. I booked a ticket and drove myself to the airport. Anything I have to …
…so I’m going to Belgium. Antwerp, to be exact. In the meantime, think about either submitting your audio file or captioning a cow.