More drawings from airports, from planes, from the inside of places we do not usually visit every day. Or do we? It is quite possible that I drew these on the plane, waiting for one. Looking out through the large windows, as the capsule of the plane was being prepared for the big jump. Was it one across the ocean?, just one across a few hours? There are layers upon layers upon layers of enclosed spaces. And some seem to be almost legible. It is the ink that makes these be barely there. It is the ink. There will soon be pages with more visible drawings. You will need to come back tomorrow...