Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes

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Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain
Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye
God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes

That one goes out to my sister who should be Madrid, Spain right now. She’s off to do a few months of study abroad. I remember when I did my own trip almost 6 years ago, I remember walking off the plane into a place (a continent!) I had never been to before, I didn’t speak the native language … it was all so new, so daunting, and so exciting.

I remember the long arms of Schipol’s concourses with the summer 7am sunlight streaming in through the windows. I trudged down the concourses into customs and before I knew it, I was there, in a place I had thought so much about in the preceding months.

I guess I still get that feeling ever time I go far away.

In the movie version of my life, all international arrivals and departures will have a soundtrack of Ladytron songs (preferably the track “Lights and Magic”). Wouldn’t it be a glam’rous fate for us all to have that?