…und hallo, again


Well that was quick. My friend Olaf called me from the airport to ask if I had deflated the bed yet and if he could stay another night, because his flight was overbooked and they offered him some nice amount of cash to take tomorrow’s flight instead. Knowing Olaf as I do, he prefers not to be rushed or crowded on a flight, and that probably also figured into his decision. It is all fine by me, and it will be nice to hang out another day.