Leaving on a jetplane..

.. to Stockholm. As I often write I love that town, so I am content although it means work.

One who is making a voyage has always something to tell...

some kind of proverb that has remained in my head. And of course it's so - even in the shortest trip.

I was reading a book but once a while lost concentration because of the couple beside me, a constant conversation and he leaned over and kissed her loudly - the only silent seconds :) A baby was crying. I thought I had lost my cell in the airport, the pilot was on his way to phone, but ooops there it was.
We had information that we were going through a jet stream, so the trip was shorter than usually.

And now time for bed - goodnight dear blip friends!