October 10th, 1990
Flight from LGW – CAI
I felt so sad when I dropped David off at terminal four this morning.
“Til we meet again,” he said, grabbing his suitcase out of the boot.
“I hate this,” I groaned.
“Me too honey but I’ll see you soon.”
“Maybe not ‘til next month.”
“We’ll figure something out before then,” he smiled. “We always do.”
“I’m so looking forward to seeing your new place.”
“I should be in by next week, I’ll send pictures.”
“No, don’t, I want it to be a surprise.”
“Deal,” he said, giving me a peck on the cheek. (No kissing whilst in uniform!)
“Have a good flight,” I sighed.
“You too, honey. I’ll call you this weekend, ok?”
And now Cairo, where it’s hot, humid and seven and a half thousand miles away from Los Angeles.