[Viaggio alla citta di Pisa] Sunny slants
Sunday evening saw the Boss, Andy and I off to Italy - where the real coffee really comes from. The approach to the airport was in itself an adventure: the Boss took us on a longer shortcut and suddenly we all realized how precious were the minutes slowly ticking away. We eventually stormed into the short-term parking area and as the Boss reeled his car into a parking place, we sprinted on to the terminal.
Once inside we sped down the hall (it's funny how they seem to stretch endlessly when one's in a hurry) and got to the check-in counter just in time to show our ids, get the plane tickets, pass throught security, and board the plane.
Onboard the plane, snuggily sitting in the emergency exit row (the cosiest and widest seats on a Ryanair flight), we sipped a couple beers, munched on a few peanuts and tried keeping busy.
-- if laptops had wireless energy supply, this post would've kept on -- Stay tuned for more pepped-up posts.
