When writing yet another email from yet another airport a friend of mine made an observation that I almost live in the air. And indeed, my bags have not been unpacked for several weeks, and I am home only for 2 days before going away again. Out of curiosity I calculated the amount of time spent travelling in just this month. The results are quite shocking:
10 flights in November
10 h 25 min flying
15 h 25 min waiting between the flights
Not to mention several trips by car, trains and the waiting time associated with them. I am curious to calculate the total number of flights per year, but I better not 🙂
On the bright side, life in the air is always sunny 🙂 When thinking about living in the air, an old Latvian song came into mind… In summary they sing about the life behind the clouds.