a blogger brother led me into this...making the odd commentary about flying, my major pastime..as a way to alleviate the stress contained in this life I lead...
I promised him, after a few whisky evenings entertaining the crowd with stories and anecdotes about the life of a perpetual traveller and Margeaux drinker, to put pen to paper, or rather finger to keypad to tell a few of the stories I had experienced...
i´ve tried, really...but its all a wash of those classic like "not so funny when it happened", 80 minutes in KL and all those other little paperbacks parked up in the bookstore at the crossroads of international flights..the international airport of your choice in the world today....Glass and steel palaces designed by gods of image in Chicago and Milan...all the same and practical.
I even tried to put to paper or screen all the images, fixed in my brain of the people seen, the scenes of separating, meeting, laughing, meeting, fighting, worrying, happy couples, families, lovers, travellers and the lost.
Recalled all the stress situations, the adreneline, the worried moments, anxiety caused by missed or nearly missed flights, the pleasures of upgrades, and the near romances, the interesting talks, the short relationships, and those that became life long friends....
but in retrospect...i´ve spent half of my professional life in a plane, or hotel room serving the needs of a unwanting, non-thankful multi who would send deepest regrets should my life end in cardiac between gate 4 and 5.
.............so I´ve decided that a blog, even if funny depicting this life..is surely not what the world truly needs on top...
During the travels, I evolved from a pure juvenile..to a worried world participator in the troubles that surrounded me in those countries I travelled to...my head filled with images of things seen and experienced
which may or may not make for a better blog!
its your call.............my true three followers...silly anecdotes..or a shot of reality..?
I promised him, after a few whisky evenings entertaining the crowd with stories and anecdotes about the life of a perpetual traveller and Margeaux drinker, to put pen to paper, or rather finger to keypad to tell a few of the stories I had experienced...
i´ve tried, really...but its all a wash of those classic like "not so funny when it happened", 80 minutes in KL and all those other little paperbacks parked up in the bookstore at the crossroads of international flights..the international airport of your choice in the world today....Glass and steel palaces designed by gods of image in Chicago and Milan...all the same and practical.
I even tried to put to paper or screen all the images, fixed in my brain of the people seen, the scenes of separating, meeting, laughing, meeting, fighting, worrying, happy couples, families, lovers, travellers and the lost.
Recalled all the stress situations, the adreneline, the worried moments, anxiety caused by missed or nearly missed flights, the pleasures of upgrades, and the near romances, the interesting talks, the short relationships, and those that became life long friends....
but in retrospect...i´ve spent half of my professional life in a plane, or hotel room serving the needs of a unwanting, non-thankful multi who would send deepest regrets should my life end in cardiac between gate 4 and 5.
.............so I´ve decided that a blog, even if funny depicting this life..is surely not what the world truly needs on top...
During the travels, I evolved from a pure juvenile..to a worried world participator in the troubles that surrounded me in those countries I travelled to...my head filled with images of things seen and experienced
which may or may not make for a better blog!
its your call.............my true three followers...silly anecdotes..or a shot of reality..?
Both?
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