Life


It’s my first time to Ukraine and most stories I’ve heard about this place turn out to be true. Arrival at the airport was an interesting experience already. When the plane landed the first vehicle to approach it was an old Soviet truck painted yellow. An elderly, unshaved man in dirty clothes descended and connected a power cable to the aircraft. Then a whole bunch of uniformed women appeared followed by the bus. (more…)

Tonight I’m at the airport. Vienna this time. I’ll be also sleeping at the airport – in the hotel on site. The hotel is rather good, but it is I think the first time when I actually sleep at the airport. The weather is such that I’m glad though that I don’t have to go anywhere – it’s cold, with a very strong wind. (more…)

Frankfurt airport sucks. It is supposedly a world-class hub, but half of its halls are in shambles, with makeshift, ugly walls and worn down seats. What got me going was trying to find power for my laptop. (more…)

It has been said (and written) many times that this just doesn’t work. Without authority over something one can’t be expected to deliver results. And I’m afraid I find myself in that position exactly. I guess I’m learning a lesson. So, I thought it over and here are my conclusions. (more…)

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