Packing the days…
Packing the days…
In June I left my office in New York with two bags and a plan that was mostly plane tickets: a day in London, a cheap detour through Palma, a train into the Swiss fog. Everything else got decided on the way, usually in under five minutes. Here it is, one day at a time.
The same subway I ride every day, except this time it ended at JFK with two bags and a Norse Atlantic red eye to London waiting at the gate.
A photoshoot by Big Ben booked from a desk in New York, two bags I could not take to it, and a five pound answer near Trafalgar Square.
Landed at one a.m., flying again at six: a night of sleeping in installments in Palma airport, then fog and quiet at Zurich Kloten.