I didn’t sleep much on the plane. That wasn’t the plane’s fault; it was a silky smooth take off, so smooth I didn’t realise we were airborne. Definitely Boeing did something right when they built[…]
Clearly it wasn’t a very good idea to go out drinking last night, although curiously off a five-gin hangover I performed better than on Saturday morning, when I hadn’t been drinking at all. At one[…]
I’m flying from Terminal 2 at Singapore, which is a confounding experience. The check-in area is enormous, with high, high ceilings and a real feeling of space. Then you go through the passport check into[…]
All day I was good for nothing, exhausted and dehydrated. Clearly the best way to get back to normal was to go out drinking in the evening. Well, I promised my wife I would only[…]
Clearly we’re not over our jet lag. I was so boss wyed I couldn’t read La Serpiente’s bedtime stories to her tonight (but luckily she fell asleep anyway) and after I read to her I[…]
Today I decided that I’d give up drinking coffee. This is probably going to turn out to be a bad decision, but for the last two days I’ve had a latte at my second- or[…]
I don’t know what’s come over La Serpiente Aquatica Negra, but all of a sudden she’s decided to dispense with my services.
As I expected, children and jet lag don’t go very well together.
I read the latest Charles Stross Laundry Files novel, The Annihilation Score, mostly on the plane back to Singapore. Unlike our flight out a couple of weeks ago, there were lots of empty seats, and[…]
I get the feeling that the captain on our plane is a practical joker. We were held up because somebody decided to not bother boarding the plane, which meant that the baggage handlers had to[…]