[Saturday, February 2o, 2011]
So far I've managed to
- lose my Flyaway shuttle ticket, ransacking my bag and pockets before going back to the ticket window and finding I had simply left it there (the guy looked at me like I was an idiot);
- somehow drop my sunglasses in the flight terminal, before boarding, and have to retrieve them from cabin crew; and
- get entangled in and break my ear buds in my haste to move so that my neighbor could use the restroom.
I feel totally scatterbrained, perhaps the result of getting less than three hours' sleep ... along with some nerves, I suppose, thinking about the last time I was in all these places, with whom, what I came back to, etc. etc. It's more sobering than exciting, but I think I will have a good trip. Hope this is the end of breaking and losing things, though.