Thursday, August 23, 2007
Quick recaps: don't look for ways to get from Portland to Seattle at 5:45pm when you need it early the next morning. Chaos and extreme stress is sure to result. Thank you thank you Liz for bailing me out.
As I was walking towards the baggage claim in Brussles, I realized that I had no idea what my backpack looked like-it's a month old and spent that month in the closet. Not to worry, I found it.
Was greeted in the Brussles airport with "Take My Breath Away". Top Gun will never die.
Have slept maybe 2 hours since waking up....whenever it was that I woke up. Wednesday morning? This waking was on the heels of sleeping 2 hours. Suffice it to say, I'm a hurting unit right now.
Ate better on the flight (Northwest) than I have at home in weeks. Three meals in 9 hours? And decent food? Not to mention free booze (which sadly did nothing to persuade my stubborn body to sleep) and my choice of movies and music on my own video screen. Rad.
It's been to long since I really traveled. Not having 1.000.000 million things to do is going to take some getting used to, but I'll get there.
Tomorrow night we fly to Budapest where we might meet up with a buddy's brother. Next day, it's looking like a train to Sofia and then a bus to Istanbul. We think. Who knows what will actually happen.
I just fell out of my chair and slobbered a bit on the rug. In the interests of not being a worse guest (Fortunately, I warned my hosts that I can not be held accountable for anything coming out of my mouth tonight. Blather blather) I had better sign off and fall down onto the floor. Hopefully some luck gathers steam around me and I can fall asleep. I'm afraid to try as I think I might be awake for a while. Hooray for insomnia!