On my way

I'm on my way back home.

We're in Narita, Japan for a 2-hour lay over. Fortunately, we get to spend this time in the United Premier Exec Lounge. B logs a lot of miles, so when he/we are traveling internationally, we get to come in here and enjoy good lighting, fine furniture, snacks, beverages, free internet and nice restrooms. There are a lot of men in here. Almost everyone has a laptop open. I feel displaced; like I belong in a gym because of the clothing I'm wearing and because I have a pot belly.

I just had a cup of real, Japanese Miso and it was exceptional. Sadly, in my haste I burnt my tongue.

It's 3:40 pm on Friday here, 12:40 am Thursday night at home. I'm going to try to sleep on our next flight, but la petit is feeling a little cramped in there, so we're both uncomfortable. It's pouring rain and windy here. Our landing was shaky, but I've experienced worse. Some flights here have already been delayed. Ours is not delayed.

Time to wander the airport and get some exercise.