I usually like flying into cities at night – the lights and pattern are lovely, but I really wanted to fly into Warsaw during the day. Since we aren’t going to spend much time in the city, it is one way I could have seen some of it from a somewhat unique perspective. Hopefully, our flight out is during the day. (I should consult my itinerary. )
I wrote this yesterday:
I am on the small plane to Warsaw now. I might be the only non-native on here. It is not a full flight and the murmur of voices in a language I can not understand doesn’t phase me. The tones and sounds are the same anywhere. They speak in low voices kindly, conversationally, to each other. That is all I need to know.
My time here is waning. I started to doze off at the cafe, so I went for a walk around the airport. This was my view from the small lift (elevator)
and these little people are running all over the place here. I think it’s a sign for stairway, but I’m not certain:
There are croissant everywhere. In cafes, restaurants, bathrooms, under the table, embedded in windows… okay, maybe I exaggerate, but they are ever-present. So are these funny shrimp sandwiches but I didn’t get a pic of those.
That’s it for my little adventure around the airport.
I’m gonna go find my gate.
no destination 