Here i am hurtling at a respectably insane speed of 950kmh in a bright shiny silver tube with wings. I am a bullet. My target is john kennedy. At the same time, paul is hurtling at roughly the same speed but in the other direction, in a blue swan, sort of like nils holgerson, and hopefully (a) without delays, as i am scheduled to land 20min ahead of schedule, and (b) with a better onboard entertainment system than mine because I don’t have one :)
He is going to land at terminal 4, i will land at terminal 8, say goodbye to alexis and marina (who are both taking a nap right now!), and hook up with him in the arrivals hall of T4 in about 3hrs from now.
With a combined speed of 1900kmh we are rapidly getting closer together. I like that thought, while blogaway is desperately trying to get a GPS lock to find out where I wrote this.