I checked in for my flight and then went to look around the duty free shops. Sorry. Shop. Still, why complain when you're in an airport? No point. I bought some duty free stuff - gifts for people back home. I got a coffee too.
Then I considered picking up my laptop. I considered it and gave up. I was wrung out. I'd been working from early to late for many days (notwithstanding some non-work time) and so I decided to stop. I picked up my book and started reading my way towards the ending.
This book took me from waiting area to gate, from gate to plane, from Budapest to London, from Terminal 5 to where my car was waiting, and then there was a short trip home to where I would receive a good welcome and a good sleep.
It was good to be back.