Then 4 hours of milling about in Frankfurt Airport which was almost completely empty. The few who were there seemed to be lost in their thoughts.
Or was that I?
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
nothing happens
on the way from Edinburgh to Budapest when one flies. The whole journey was uneventful like a train journey from Edinburgh to Aberdeen to Inverness. There was a rainstorm at Frankfurt shortly after my plane landed. I saw it coming during the descent in the shape of icing sugar topped clouds that were very white and looked very dense.
Then 4 hours of milling about in Frankfurt Airport which was almost completely empty. The few who were there seemed to be lost in their thoughts.
Or was that I?
Then 4 hours of milling about in Frankfurt Airport which was almost completely empty. The few who were there seemed to be lost in their thoughts.
Or was that I?
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