lost in transition

This is the first time I’ve been properly stuck. Takeoff postponed for 7-8-9 hours. Good job we got up at five in the morning for this.

Many, many hours later, a few hours sleep in a hotel in Newark, and all the boring details of standing in line, waitning to get in, out, on board, off board, get new flight details, vouchers, on train, on buss, into hotel, off buss, off train, on plane, through customs, immigration,.. it never seems to end. We are finally installed in D.C. again. Baaaahhh..  baah. I hate being herded like a sheep.

This is not travelling, this is transport.

There is a  minor summit in town these days, so accommodation not readily available. Lots of dark SUV’s and limos around. When the boys with the guns & checkpoints turn up, I’ll paste them up here as well, and do an analysis of courtesy, quality and efficency of said on three continents.

Food soon. Then sweet, sweet sleep.

Work tomorrow. Really looking forward to that.