Nietzsche

Today was mostly spent in airports, travelling back from Vienna. Quite why only the London airports are deemed important enough to connect directly with Vienna is beyond me. There was another sleek black Mercedes to the airport though. Shallow? Me?

I seem to have developed an odd relationship with Vienna that's hard to describe. Each time I've been, I've not known what to make of it.

It's incredibly beautiful though, and I wish I had a pound for everyone who told me how wonderful it is to live there.

Back home now. Bit down, bit confused, very tired, slightly befuddled after partaking of KLM's onboard offering of red wine.

Back-blipped Tues and Wed.