Random Airplane Musings, Part Four
Somewhere over India, Delhi to Bombay
Nothing. I've got nothing. This is the last leg of the trip. I've been able to sleep, but not enough. I don't think, I'm not sure, time is still a little fuzzy. At this point I know I am not firing on all cylinders. I'm drained physically, and mentally. In just over an hour we will set down in Mumbai. Then all we have to do is collect our bags, make it though customs, and find our way to our hotel. At that point there is a shower with my name on it, and reconnect myself to the net of nets -- check email, make some calls, etc. Somewhere along the way these pants will meet their grave, and I can stop looking like an 80's throwback with my shirt tied around my waist. I am definitely no Joey Lawrence..
Oh yeah, and actually do the things we came here to do, both for business and pleasure.
Posted on Sun, 5 Dec 2004 08:03 by default (1400 day(s) old) Trackbacks [0]
