Jetlag feels like a head cold. I’m a bit congested. Everything seems to move in slow-mo. My ears filter and dampen sound like I’m in a rehearsal room at the Oberlin Conservatory eavesdropping on my neighbor practicing.
I’m not really understanding how Heathrow is set-up. This airport is obviously enormous and after a 10 minute bus ride just to get to the correct terminal, I’m now in a waiting lounge staring at a screen that keeps blinking, “Gate shown at 15:45.” I’m surrounded by shops so maybe this is all a strategy to get people to spend.
Often when I travel, I look for the Asians (is this just an Asian thing?!). Now is no different. I see … 2. Potentially 3 out of a room of over 200. COME ON LONDON! You can do better!
Will Dao 