The beauty of airports
I'm exhausted and soaked in sweat from... zipping my bag up.

It's kind of humid today.

Fortunately for my dislike of this weather, we're flying to Britain this evening, where it will (I hope) be chilly. I'll be there for the next three weeks, mostly in Cardiff with a brief excursion to London and a brief excursion to Lancaster. If you want to see me and we don't have plans, email.

zorinth is of course coming with me, and his girlfriend is coming with him. It'll be her first time going, well, anywhere really, and we hope to show her some interesting places.

I'll have email, but I won't be online very much. You probably won't notice much difference, as I notice I hardly posted last week, a busy fun week in which I went to Kingston, saw Leonard Cohen in concert, and melted in the heat. You'll notice "fixing the end of the novel" is not in that list, but it's on the to-do list, and every day I was actively not doing it. I am taking Caliban II to Britain, and may fix it there. I may even do a research trip to the location where it happens... gosh, that'll be a fun European location for Z's girlfriend's first trip.

So, we're packed, we're ready, we're leaving this afternoon.