I’m sitting here cooling my jets in the Dusseldorf airport feeling very glad that I didn’t have enough cash to get the Glenmorangie Scotch that I wanted to get. Despite assurances that from the airline representative that I had called specifically to make sure of this, I was made to go through both …
Last day here. Tomorrow I will be getting up ass-early to haul my sorry carcass out to Heathrow airport (at least it isn’t Gatwick which is even further) to get onto an airplane to go to Dusseldorf. I’m flying Lufthansa all the way there and United on the way home. I am so excited that …
So, it is now really real. My travel plans are pretty much in carved in soap stone at this point. This means that they are booked but could change due to the varagancies of the Travel Gods. Or weather. I mean, it is autumn in the Midwest not exactly an area known for it’s weather …
