Glass half empty or full?

I always get this feeling at the mid-way point of traveling somewhere. Although I am tired, I am excited to be half way there. My attitude is either half empty or half full. Our adventure today was having to get our boarding passes in the lower level of DeGaulle… Let’s see… 1 person printing passes for over 20 people in line (13 were mine)…. machine being broken… thinking it was fixed only to have them print out the first 5 passes with my name on it and my seat assignment. I like my students but, thought an 8 hour flight in the same seat might be pushing it for all involved. All which equals making it to the gate with 20 minutes before boarding and many of the students picking up macaroons. We are almost there. (Or at least half way)