I always name my airport entries that…
I’m at the airport about to go to Jamaica. It has been a bit stressful getting ready for this trip. I made it easier by starting packing early and adding to my suitcase as I thought of things. Which of course meant I quickly got over the weight limit. Thankfully I have a bathroom scale so I can find these things out before I get to the airport.
I went for a run after work. I’m not sure if I should have. It did make dinner harder to handle. Basically I didn’t have one until I got to the airport where the only thing open was Tim Hortons. Dinner of champions.
The group going to Barbados looks like they are already drunk.
Jamaica, here I come!