At the airport

I had forgotten what interesting places airports can be. While I'm waiting for my flight to London, I can't seem to concentrate enough to read my book. I find myself watching all the different tips of people we all are. From those who just arrived to those of us waiting for our flight, we look just about the same, tired. Hopefully, at the bottom you can see the plane I will be boarding. I'm crossing my fingers since I'm posting to this blog from my phone.

So for those who are curious about my read for the plane, it is Bed-knob and Broomstick by Mary Norton. Well, signing off and good night. Cheerio.