So, this won’t be one of my usual (!) 1,000 word treatises – I’m writing it on my latest toy, the Palm TX. For this time of day, the airport is incredibly busy – there are queues for everything, moreso than normal, but everything’s moving, it all seems pretty efficient, and I haven’t had the “hurry up and wait” feeling that usually drives me mad in airports.
I got up just after four this morning, feeling pretty wrecked. Dad was up not long after, and was wonderfully calm and organised. I guess there’s something about having to leave so early that just forces you to Be Prepared 
Dad gave me a lift out to the airport anyway – thanks dad! The departures drop-off area was open, so he just stopped there to let me out. My suitcase was fairly heavy (23.5kg), so he got out, to help me get it from the boot. I was a bit worried to see him go back, open the car door, and sit in to the back seat!! Thankfully, he realised pretty quickly, corrected his mistake, and headed off
There were serious queues for the “Germany/Italy” check in desks, so I went straight to the FastPass (electronic-/self-check in), and tapped in my booking number. For whatever reason, I was promptly told I couldn’t be checked in that way 
That explained the queues, so I started looking for the end of one. I was about halfway down the queue, when I spotted an Aer Lingus agent helping people through the FastPass stuff. I let her put in my number, and magically, it worked… Yay! Aisle seat, second row, and I was happy (there’s not much more leg room in the front row on the Airbus 320s, and the added hassle of no bags allowed on the floor around you).
The security check wasn’t too bad. The only trouble is, they’ve stopped making you take off your shoes before you go through the metal detector – these days they let you go through and set off the alarm then they make you put the shoes through the x-ray! Good work boys Apparently the tacks that are in the heels of about 90% of shoes are what set it off – I only saw one person who got through on the first try!
The flight was uneventful – I think most people just wanted a few minutes more sleep! Baggage collected, ticket bought, and I’m on the S-Bahn, Richtung Marienplatz It was lovely to be home, but it’s a beautiful day here, and I’m glad to be back.
(Update: Somehow, I failed to notice that the first part of my first sentence was cut off. The Palm made that into the ’subject’, so when I thought I had copied everything I had written, I had actually missed it. I haven’t gotten to posting from the Palm itself yet.)