The Airportline: Observations

And then he forced us to go the the Anne Franke house but we were all stoned. The Irish are famous for being story tellers and I will not debate that fact after hearing this inside the campus of Trinity College a few hours ago. Stories are shed all over the place, often in company with a creamy Guiness, just as expected. In celebration of the storyteller tradition I bought the collected plays of Samuel Beckett for too much money for a someone who has no money. Tomorrow Airportline returns to Amsterdam again where the coming days look packed with more or less difficult tasks. Its the first day of fall today so I guess I can now finally say that summer is over and not retract on that statement. Oh happy days.