I'm at Heathrow, about to begin the long trip home. It's going to be epic: somehow, with all the layovers and the long drive from the airport, I anticipate pulling into my driveway just about exactly 24 hours from posting this.
No! I won't post anything to Pharyngula as soon as I get home! I plan to crawl into bed and not move again for a few days.
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