Here I am with Pak, sitting in the Starbucks at Heathrow terminal 3, waiting to fly to Tokyo.
One thing I’ve noticed. These days all journeys seem to start and end in coffee shops …
Tokyo Time
21 Wednesday May 2008
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…that don’t have proper teaspoons.
I didn’t tell you about my cup of tea on the way to Cornwall. Costa Coffee didn’t have milk, so they made me a tea with warm milk froth instead. A frothychino tea.
Have a nice flight!