In another twenty-four hours, the plane should be taking off.
I am rather looking forward to it. I have been so deprived of noodles and hot soup, I am already getting giddy deciding what to gobble down the moment I dump my bags.
The only thing that keeps me sane here is soy latte. Three cups a day keep the madness away.
Starbucks soy lattes. They taste the same everywhere. If that's some gratification.
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