Sunday afternoon. Late July. Airport at gate C3. My flight is delayed … again. People everywhere. Sitting. Standing. Walking. Running.
Today everything is late. 30 minutes. 45 minutes. 1 hour. Connections are missed. Connections are delayed? Am I going to make it?
I wonder how time I waste each year waiting for flights, trains, buses, Ubers, Lyfts, taxis, cars.
A grey Saturday in February in Lund. Icy streets. Snow and slush. More grey. I’m having some coffee and a cinnamon roll – a Swedish power …
Another early Monday morning in January. No snow yet this morning, but …
Early Monday morning in January, heading to work. I just got off the …
Traveling in style today back from a few days of meetings in Antwerp. …
Another year is coming to a close. But this was not just any year …