So, the last three weeks have been hectic. I’m inbetween projects and that means that I’m living dreaded moment when you’re being squeezed like a lemon from your old team and new commitments flooding in.
Hopefully it’ll all be over at the end of the month. In the meantime, I haven’t had much time to dedicate to enjoying travelling, apart from yesterday evening. I was on the plane, on that magic moment when the pointy end starts to aim downwards, and the screens inform you have less than 30 minutes to go. I looked out, and saw the good old Alps popping out of the haze, glaciers hanging in there despite the extremely hot weather.
It lasted a second, the time to snap a picture: then it was back to the spreadsheet that I went, I only had another 30 minutes before the next email download.