The only problem with free Internet available for those who are waiting for a flight is that it increases the chances of one missing said flight. Chatting with Krystle, I notice that I have only 6 more minutes until they close the gate...
(.. and we hit some turbulence that actually cause Pierre to fly off his seat for a short while. Writing is becoming increasingly difficult. Dear pilots in control of plane, please maintain control of plane. Signed, Pierre)
... Figuring that this would be perhaps a good time to make it to the gate, I...
(Oh my God, I think I'm seeing daylight for the first time since being here. And the ocean, or sea, or gulf, or whatever kind of large body of water that happens to be below me, is quite pretty. Oh sun, great celestial body of the skies, please await me at Samui.. I want to be Nubian again!)
... mosey on over to the gate, submit to the securty checks, and get on the bus for the plane. The bus leaves for the plane shortly after, and I am one of the last to board. How's that for timing?
(Shit, it's grey again. Oh celestial body, I beseech thee! Rid me of the pallor that makes me appear ghastly!)
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