Checked luggage may measure 158 linear centimetres. That's the width, plus the height, plus the length. If it is larger, you must pay NZ$311.
I have a suitcase which measures precisely 158cm if it sucks in its stomach and doesn't drink too much water before a photoshoot. If I have it wrong, however, I will have to pay $311 three times: once in Toronto, once in Los Angeles, and once in Fiji.
Maybe I should just leave all these explosives here.
Monday, 17 November 2008
Tuesday, 11 November 2008
Friday, 7 November 2008
On The Tiles
I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was — I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds.
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Thursday, 6 November 2008
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