The local airport is a small affair so there is not a great need to arrive 2 hours early like I would have to if flying from Helsinki. I am in about 45 minutes early as it is and probably could have slept another 20.
Sunday flights are rare for work from what I hear, but with Monday morning customer trainings, it is the only way to get there. It was a very short weekend.
These days I travel as light as I can but I do take my camera with me on the off chance I can get a few hours here or there to walk. Also, when I fly I dress for comfort in track pants and a hoodie.
Now I feel underdressed.
I like that shot though.
I remember the first flights I ever took in Australia required putting on neat clothing to pay respect to flying like magic through the air at 11 kilometres above earth. Even now, the longer in the tooth dress well for their flights abroad. This first leg lands in Riga, Latvia where I am guessing most of the passengers will stay, but I will go on for another hop.
While I am not keen on the 4 days away from family, I do enjoy the work trips and getting to see some unfamiliar sights, no matter how brief it might be.
Well, as you can see from the picture above, I am on the flight and will see you on the other side.
Taraz
[ a Steem original ]