Just another 12 hours left with my feet in the air. (Such odd-looking things aren’t they? Feet, I mean…)
I am armed to kill…the hours I mean (I wonder whether that statement has just put me on the Interpol watch list) …
…The latest edition of Vanity Fair, a copy of The Widow Clicquot (the story of the amazing woman behind the Veuve Clicquot champagne house), my sketch book and pencils, the tunes and camera filters on my iPhone, and. of course, all the thoughts in my head.
How do you keep yourself entertained on a long trip? Are you an in-flight entertainment person, do you bring your own entertainment, or do you just catch up on sleep?
bisous, mon ami