I decided not to sleep, so stayed up packing, doing laundry, chatting online… At 4am I went outside, and right on time, Greg arrived. He zipped me over to the airport, I checked my bag (I had already printed my boarding pass at home) in moments, and walked through security.
So points for speed and efficiency, but now I’m at my gate with 2 hours till my plane takes off.
I’m the only one at the gate, and I notice that along with the regimented airport seats, there is a lone rocking chair, facing out at the tarmac.
