Barcelona bound

The trip monitor on screens in planes these days must have been designed to placate the kid who pesters their parents with, "Are we there yet?", every couple of minutes. Sure, it's cool to see where you are, how fast you are going and how cold it is outside, but to have to watch it for an hour makes even the most patient person a bit antsy. I have hope that someday they'll just knock you out before take-off and wake you up before landing instead making you sit awake in a tiny, cramped space while going through the motions of trying to sleep, eat and read for far too many hours without going postal. Maybe Star Trek teleportation will come along and make air travel obsolete. Well, I can hope.

I'm heading to Barcelona for the week to help cheer up a fellow expat as she wants to visit La Sagrada Familia before she flies back to the US. She's young and I didn't want her to go alone and it has been a long while since I've had the opportunity to travel on a whim. So, I'll be back next week with pictures of one of the few warm spots in the EU at the moment.

26 Jan 2004 at 0:15, Helsinki