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Well, no matter where you find yourself, there you are, and I find myself in Warsaw. Yay. It began by spending a week in line at passport control. Well okay, maybe it was only an hour, but it felt longer. There was one rather slow agent checking passports for a whole 787 full of passengers.Continue reading “Warsaw!”

At all. In a long line passport control Warsaw. Everyone speaking Polish everything in Cyrillic. Love this feeling. Flight pleasantly old school, no WiFi – reading Bob Iger’s memoir Ride of a Lifetime (great so far), sleep score 72 (per Oura) – food outstanding, service impeccable. Why can’t US airlines do this anymore? And soContinue reading “Not in Kansas”