Early rising to get to the airport in Alicante. Bags packed.
At the airport, once inside you are anywhere.
In England, at Manchester, there was a retinal scan for some people coming from outside the EU, then the animal break, the slowing mechanism, some sort of electronic double door through which you have to pass. Horrid. We are ever more machines like it or not and we need to know how we are operated and how we operate. No choice there.
I miss my father.
Home.