Forgot headphones in the car. Fortunately I have another pair...securely stowed in my checked luggage. I could probably buy some here before my 10 hour flight, but I think I'll rough it like the pilgrims in the days of yore.
I'm a masochist like that.
Now that I've got that whiny white privilege out of my system it's time to people watch.
So far there's only a smattering of individuals at the various gates. However there are already a couple who have arisen as personal favorites.
1. Young woman eating plain slices of white bread straight from the bag. Burning question: did she arrive at the airport with a full loaf?
2. Russian(?) father rocking the chin length 'do. Rounding it out with a snazzy headband. Burning question: do he and his wife share hair accessories or do they each have their own set?
3. Not a person but it feels like some sort of betrayal to not mention the smooth jazz being piped in for ambience. If only I'd thought to wear my black turtleneck and matching beret!
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