I am rejoicing at hard evidence that I have truly grown in patience.
All my things are red: Mustang convertible, luggage, MacAir, Iphone, Mini-Ipad. And so was the Vodaphone charging station in the Lisbon airport. There I sat, surrounded by red, charging all my electronics.
My assistant Michelle came running up: “Quick, we have to get through Immigration to get to the Club, and four planes just landed. So I quickly pulled my cords, wrapped them up, grabbed my phone and ipad and rushed to Immigration. Leaving my red Mac lying on the red Vodaphone station—almost invisible.Continue Reading