Early morning maybe 7. Frankfurt. In a plane on a runway waiting for take off.
Spent a night at the Sheraton here, which was remarkably luxurious. But lonely. I slept from 10pm till 3am and then focused on the ceiling and the tv till I had to check out at 6am.
I missed seeing Dad this time round and I hope he forgives me.
Paris in about an hour. I wonder if Aunty Hetty's in town.