Delayed flight
I should be at Schiphol right now, waiting for my plane to leave. Instead I’m home. The reason is that my flight was delayed by about four hours.
I’m making the most of it. Just emptied our boat of water. I’ll also get a chance to pick up my copy of New Scientist at Waterstones, which will give me something to read on my trip. My subscription hasn’t kicked in yet, so I still have to buy it at the shop.
I’m also bringing along Critical Mass by Philip Ball for the trip, a book I started, but never finished.
I got hooked by Bryson’s recommendation on the cover, sucker that I am ;-) Not sure why I gave it up. Something more enticing came along, I guess.
The Road to Reality is just too massive to bring along. Plus, I’m thinking of giving up on that book. Without prior knowledge of complex analysis, I’m not sure anybody can really read this. I’m completely lost. I, reluctantly, have to admit defeat. My mate Adriaan is also going to attempt this one. Good luck, Adriaan, I believe in you!!
Anyway, back to my predicament. I hope the guy that’s supposed to pick me up at San Jose informs himself about the flight schedule!