Early morning airports are a strange deal. Chaos punctuated with quiet… or the other way around. Compliant people. Passive aggressive TSA.
Security has tightened since I flew at Christmas. Thanks a lot under ware douche-bomber. Now my underwire beeps and I get felt up. Serious. Ah well, no biggie.
Headed to Newark and then Berlin. My illness has subsided- thanks to massive doses of vitamin C and fitful, dream-filled sleep. AHHHhhhhhh.
I can taste, I can breathe.
I am loaded up with movies having everything to do with the history I seek:
Aaron is busy trudging around in cold Berlin getting a head start on “seeing stuff.”
I will be hanging in the air shortly, pretty much allllllll day long.