crash and burn

one phone call, two flights and 14 hours later, i'm sitting in the lobby of the novotel hotel in medan after filing pictures only to find out that i missed deadline by a couple of minutes. bloody internet cafes.



pulled off leave to cover the plane crash here in medan, indonesia, and while i gripe and moan about it, the thrill of actually doing the job i've been trained for is always there. that and the fact that seeing bits of smashed up airplane and human bodies strewn all over a busy residential area is a sobering thought.

a hot bath and bed beckons before starting off bright and early in 6 hours time.