with seconds to spare jump on airport express bus terminal boredom
n.b. Perfect example of the infinite flexibility of time. Running for the bus and time is flashing by, before interminable wait as tortoise-like minutes crawl past before boarding gate information is eventually displayed.
I should be abed strange places are still open just cocktails or beer
n.b. One of those past midnight hideaways that seems a bit strange at first, but that is frequented by reassuringly normal people, (even though I say it myself). Worth staying up to discover. Bar Garlochi, if you’re ever in Seville.