Doodading

I left for the airport, not really skipping.
When I filled the Philippine departure card, I noted how such bad taste it was that a public document should contain an advertisement for a private company (Smart Telecom).
My spirits picked up while waiting for boarding.
I got amused with the Cathay Pacific Filipino stewardess who spoke with a tone like a woman on the street - your boisterous neighborhood kumare.
Felt well enough to want to ride the luggage trolley - but it was not allowed. The Hongkong airport has a roof like the wings of the Wright brothers' plane.
There's suddenly a line of people behind me. They also want to use the courtesy internet service.
So I have to go.