We arrived in London yesterday, hired a car to Southampton, and have been staying at a hotel there trying to catch up on sleep. I think that's technically impossible. You can try all you want, but you'll never really catch up. On the plane, I had the opportunity to buy a jet lag kit from the duty free catalog. It was full of gunky stuff to keep your face from looking like you've been under water for a week, and I briefly thought that might be a good purchase. I decided against it, but now in retrospect, I'm not so sure that was wise.
We'll board the ship this afternoon at 1:00, so we've got a few more hours to relax at the hotel, waste time on Facebook and have breakfast. Hello to Dive and Beryl and Lynn who are actually in the same time zone as I am for a little bit—your country is lovely, but the lifts are so tiny, if they weren't lined with mirrors, I might have hyperventilated.
Here is my last Small Town Newspaper article for awhile, so I'll link it here. I would like my own country to sing one big song together while we're away so that when we return, everyone will be suitably behaved, full of empathy and respect for their fellow citizens.