Remember When

So 11pm at the airport leaves you with time on your hands. That time leads me to think of simpler times. Remember when you used to be able to watch the planes take off from inside the airport. I remember going to the airport and watching my dad or my grandparents take off in the plane and waving out the big windows just knowing they saw us. Now here I sit; blogging on the airports free WiFi, Graham listening to his iPod and me uploading pictures from my jump/flash/thumb drive. Who thought those words would ever be in our vocabulary and pertain to the computer? There is something to be said for simpler times.