At Sydney airport now, saw this kiosk and couldn’t resist, addict that I am. Ain’t the modern world just a groo-oovy place sometimes? I suppose if the plane goes down in flames this will be my last communication to the world, so I ought to make it profound and touching, leavened with whimsy and just a touch of the Boscovian misanthropy. But the hell with that – I haven’t had any coffee yet!
Just bought a book entitled “How to Lose Friends and Infuriate People”, rather than a guidebook for Korea. If anything is a flag for the changing way I approach wandering around the world, that’s it, at least for the moment, until I think of something better. Gotta fly (literally), so….Just in case this does end up being a final communique (you never know!) – well, love to you all. I guess that’s all that needs to be said.