I’m settling in for a couple of hours at the airport by doing that thing I do best. Eating. This is enhanced by the many pleasures of eating in airports. My favourite of these being the opportunity to use cutlery designed to be as safe as possible. I imagine this is just in case you choose to steal said cutlery and attempt something nefarious later.
I have more down to earth plans for my cutlery. Unfortunately the efficient slicing of food in preparation for comfortable mastication is entirely precluded. Largely because the knife and fork are so safe as to pose no risk to a handful of chips.
Culinary woes aside I am really excited. You see I’m sat in Heathrow Terminal two waiting for a flight to Beijing. It will be the first time I’ve visited China. I’m not sure it’s going to be a life changing visit given that after an hour I’ll be flying on to Tokyo…
I’ll be dashing all over Japan for the next week or so. After fifteen or sixteen hours in transit I’ll be unleashed on the land of Nippon. I say ‘unleashed’ but I expect to spend a lot of time walking quietly around some of the most beautiful and interesting gardens, shrines, and temples in the world.
I’m not going to share the itinerary in advance. Instead I’ll check in with a report of what I’ve been upto when I get to the hotel (and wifi) each evening.