Random Thought #561
Cigarette and time for reflection after another mental day. Same place, same time. Looking up into the dusk sky I could see a contrail high above the dust haze (maybe 35,000 feet) and moving fast. Probably an airliner – unless, I thought fleetingly, it’s a nuke. I watched as the trail passed overhead heading NE then as it slowly banked left to head off to the NW. Where’s it going? London… Paris…? Who flies over Afghanistan to get to Europe?
They’ll be breaking out the canapés and red wine for dinner around about now. Crisp white napkins on the drop-down tray (yes, I’m thinking Business Class), polite and attentive cabin crew. Maybe an entree of prawn and lemongrass salad, followed by medallions of beef and stir-fried Asian greens. A Châteauneuf du Pape from Côtes du Rhône I think. Finished off with a white chocolate soufflé and a glass of cool, sweet white from Languedoc-Roussillon to wash it down….
Tonight, as usual, for dinner I had a protein shake (chocolate and peanut butter) and an apple.