ALMOST Tomorrow is the first lesson of 2008, and I can't wait to try out all the things I feel I've improved upon. Watch out, Rebel! I may just be equal to your bolshiness! Hey, Tango! Something tells me it may be harder for you to buck me off from now on! But there's still …
Limbo
DECEMBER 23, 2007 I arrive in Málaga after an uneventful flight. I sleep through most of it, although it's difficult. The flight attendants are always trying to sell you something, food, water, fragrances. I get a bit of a kip, though, and flow into the feeling of travelling, disembarking, following signs, turning on my phone, …
In Which It Appears I May Not Make it to Spain
23 DECEMBER, 2007 Up at 4 a.m., into the taxi at ten to 5, and I arrived at Dublin Airport at 5.15. Plenty of time. Except that we've driven straight into Bedlam. The taximan looked at me in the rearview, after we'd both assessed the mile-long snake of taxis trying to make their way up …
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