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July 09, 2005
Exhausted.
Bloody hell, that was a long day.
Drive to airport, an hour with overpriced latte for company, another hour in a fairly grubby 737 (guess who I was flying with) followed by a 3 hour drive on A and B roads through some pretty impressive scenery. If we weren't running late and had a better clue of where we were going it would have almost been enjoyable. As the GIS expert I decided it wouldn't be a good idea to blame our late arrival on getting lost.
Once the meeting was done it was time to do it in reverse. The difference was that instead of pasty looking stag and hen people milling around the airport in matching t-shirts and hangovers, the smell of drink was coming from the 'Ibeefa' crowd who were downing pitchers of cheap lager while awaiting their delayed flight.
I wandered over to the newsstand and was amazed to see a copy of The Economist with it's front page devoted to the previous day's bombings in London. The magazine is goes to press on Thursday, I think, and arrives on shelves on Fridays. So a front cover and a number of articles relating to the bombings must have meant that there was some furiously tight-to-the-wire cramming going on. Either that or they had a number of editions, some of which were out of date before they hit the newsstands.
Posted by Richard at July 9, 2005 12:05 PM