From airport to airport

Left this morning and said goodbye to my two dogs. Two, because Jojo is too stupid to know what is going on. Tricky was wagging her tail. She’s more aware but doesn’t know how just what it means to see us go. Sumo, the smartest of the lot, looked confused – he’s never seen us pack up and leave him. I worry with G, he’ll just get out of control ’cause no one really knows how to manage him.

At Changi Airport, I logged on to the ‘net. Hard to try my darndest to remember my stupid FREE wireless password. Only in stupid Singapore must people register to use a free network.

Hong Kong? Logged onto the wi-fi easy peasy. No login details, nothing. Just a disclaimer to click on. And I’m surfing easy.

In fact, I’m writing from HK airport now and messaging friends in Singapore and HK who didn’t even know I’d left Singapore.

This is my first time I will visit HK on my return home, but I feel like I’ve been in this airport before – but when?

Okay, time to get on the plane.