homesweethome, part n+1
Full plane from Logan to Frankfurt. Bad food. Finding Neverland on communal screens that experience severe hiccups (I don’t think fifteen minute blackouts are a part of the film, anyway). Thankfully I’m packing a decent book instead, Dennis Lehane’s Prayers fro Rain. Not a great book, the irish-Bostonian tale contains too heavy über-criminal elements for comfort (shades of bad Patricia Cornwell novels abound). But decent enough to tide over the boring flight.
Frankfurt airport at 6 am is not that fun a location, considering that there’s still almost four hours of quality layover time left. And the local Diners Club lounge is closed on sundays. Very few places open, even fewer of any interest. Segafreddo cafeteria provides comfort and shelter from impacting daylight. But not for long, time to embark on the last leg - a daytime shuttle to Helsinki.
An old Airbus without much comfort, but not any discomfort either. Good enough for two and a half hours. Luggage arrives slowly on carousel, but without any visible impact from TSA, which is always a good sign.
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