Airport Appearances

A scream of the appearance of the airport broke the dark silence of the room. I moaned and I took a nap. At 5 am, "Why is night so much faster than these days?", I attempted uselessly as I tried to give extra seven minutes with my bedside table neon balls I asked myself. . In the morning's dim light, I can see something that is not wearing glasses This is one of them: Extra 7 minutes can not make up for last night's fun.

When I arrived in Cordoba just a short drive from the airport, I saw Friday nights quietly. We noticed slowly that it would take less than a few banks, a gas station in the town, and several bars and reaching the end of the main street. Cool temperatures and annual rainfall, some of Cordoba's free historical and shuttered moss buildings are shouting as the background of Stephen Gold novel. When we turn left we head for the next block. And within a few days our house will go away from home. In addition to this main hotel and restaurant, there are ship, tall stories, blood, sweat, tears, and the fishing ground full of generations of stories, Cordoba's heart and soul.

Last Monday morning, when my friend Jeremy called, I went to the airport to watch TV. He said he had very bad news. My first thought was that his parents or his grandfather turned around the dance floor at Jeremy 's wedding. I am preparing to comfort him on the way in and out. There was a time when I was convinced that it would come. Twenty years ago, during my high school days, I was summoned to the emergency room 10 years ago when I was absorbed in calling depression and alcohol induced paranoia from the middle of a high-rise apartment window. Even so, I will not be prepared if that happens.