There’s something about airport air.
It makes me hungry.
It also makes my phone battery hungry and gives it an empty stomach upon contact.
This may be the most coveted spot in the entire airport.
And, I have both my phone and computer plugged in which makes feel like some kind of gluttonous American traveler in the International concourse at Philadelphia’s airport.
So I’m going to make this one short and sweet.
It’s been so long since I flew to Paris that part of me hopes the food has been upgraded on the airplane.
Just in case, I have come prepared with a can of tuna and some hummus.
And if that doesn’t hit the spot, well there are worse things I could be than hungry at 30,000 feet on my way to Paris.
I could have a computer that has run out of juice!
But, to that, I say my favorite new phrase…
C’est la vie!
Isn’t that phrase beautiful?
It makes everything better.
Such is Paris.
Such is life.
Oh! My plane is boarding.
See you on the other side of the pond.
