international man of mystery, day two

Arrived at the airport on time, car parked, bus took, security check complete. A brief respite in the red carpet club. Boarding was a non-event, a simple walk-on.
Seated on the upper deck with three feet of legroom. A glass of champagne with toasted nuts before take-off.
photo.jpgThe jetstream is stronger today, so we will arrive an hour ahead of schedule, just past six AM Frankfurt time.
Taking off now; nearly fell asleep before liftoff. I used to do that in my old job, travelling so much:) We fly north from the airport before turning east, the wing dipping and giving me a generousview of the woods and suburbs below.
Travel always carries such promise; one feels compelled to enjoy each moment as if one has discovered they have a terminal illness.
photo.jpg20 minutes from touchdown. Business class has its perks. A three course dinner begun with smoked salmon and salad, scotch (glen livet). Curried chicken that, although having derived its flavor from a spice jar of the same name rather than a combination of spices, was scrumptious; Cote de Rhone.
Two rounded scoops of ice cream for dessert, vanilla and strawberry, the latter having pieces of fruit mixed in and the better part of the former occupying my cup of coffee.
Duty-free catalogue has an inordinate number of celebrity scents; Sarah Jessica Parker, Liv Tyler to name two.
A couple hours of sleep, then breakfast of croissant and fruit, more coffee.
photo.jpgTouchdown. Just after six AM here. We have a few hours to lounge about in the Lufthansa club. Just after midnight back home, Jean and the kids asleep.
Just got to the club and sat with my cappuccino and water with gas. A text from Jean tells me the beer tree is leaking. I hop on the lounge’s tmobile network to save my precious data traffic (data over wifi is free, and over GSM counts towards my 20MB limit for which I signed up on this trip)
The lounge is FULLY stocked. Breakfast, obviously, but also spirits, beer, wine, desserts. A pair of very fancy coffee machines. Toilets that mechanically rotate-while-swab-cleaning the seats. People collecting your dishes after they are set down and obviously used.
Germans seem to favor dark, if not all black clothing and color schemes. Dark grey and black carpets, dark grey walls, black leather chairs. With the stark exception of the Lufthansa yellow of course.
iPhone battery life is awesome by the way. Watched two hours of video, took a few photos, have surfed the net and blogged. Still 2/3 battery.
Man, I miss Jean and the kids.