In Frankfurt!

Here I am, at the old, familiar T-Com terminal at the Frankfurt airport. (If I were a geocacher, I´d probably think of something cute to leave around here... then agin, considering all the excitement in the area of security at airports, maybe not.)

I was on the road by 4:30 am after a poor night´s sleep and arrived at Sheremetevo at a little after 5. An announcement was made on the flight from Moscow, to the effect that one should not dawdle when making a connection to the States, as security procedures are time-consuming.

Heh. After experiencing the security treatment during yesteray´s processing at Baikonur, nothing much will phase me. The folks on duty were sticking their nose into everything, which was a litle unexpected, given that we were the only flight into or out of the airport (if you don´t count the Antonov).

There is a Romanian-speaking (or maybe Polish or Czech) young lady standing next to the terminal, speaking loudly with a companion. It´s time I got going, anyway. My euro is about up.

Cheers...

In Denver...

After a seemingly endless transatlantic flight (made marginally easier by having a whole inner row - 4 seats between the aisles - to myself on the airplane), I'm in Denver. My flight to Durango is in about an hour and a half.

I hate airport Internet terminals, which is not far from not liking airport terminals in general, but I digress... The keyboards at such installations are very difficult to type on, and this one also keeps interrupting me to let me know just how little time I have left. Criminy.

I can't wait to get home.

Cheers...