Gate 18

So back at Zagreb Airport.

This time a late flight to Skopje, Macedonia.

It's 2010, a bit chilly here in the terminal and I am already feeling tired. Maybe it's my advancing age?

A little earlier, a polite but cheeky young man at Zagreb bus station, held back, waiting for me to board the airport shuttle.

When I insisted he go before me, he replied that he was respecting my age.

I am sure it's my grey/silver hair.

Should I colour it back to what it was when I was 20?

No. That's plain stupid, but it does make me think.

Looking forward to a comfy bed BUT not an early start for a "full on" morning presenting to a media course in Skopje.