So like every time that I head out, I come to the airport just to wait for a couple of hours. Each time I add an entry into my blog, it happens so often it feels as if it’s a tradition. So right now I’m sitting next to an electrical plug so I can surf the internet waiting for my chance to board the flight. I’ve got a little bit less than an hour to go before then. The airport almost feels deserted with the lack of people that are actually here.

It was kind of funny, I misread the time or forgot when I needed to be at the airport and panicked. For some reason I thought that I needed to be here more than three hours before my flight. I mean, I realized my error in the taxi, but by then it was too late. Oh well, it’s nice to know that I’m here and everything is ready to go.