Well almost..... as I sit here in the airport the loudest speaker imaginable is announcing to all the inhabbitants of NYC that our flight is delayed, and I will not be leaving for Paris until after 12pm, which means that I now will not make it to my apartment until after 3 in the afternoon, 9am for all you back here in the states. When life hands you lemons my momma always said to make a lemon drop martini so thats what I am gonna do, sit back and enjoy a second glass of wine and reread (for the 300th time) my Paris guidebook.
Bon Voyage!!
p.s Has anyone else noticed that the lights in airports are the most annoying florsent bulbs, its almost as if they dont want you to relax, they want you on edge, and frantic and pulling your hairout. That way you buy more alchol from that bar over there. Ahhhh subliminal messaging you get me everytime.....
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