I'm home, really tired and apparently allergic to the sun. No really.
Poor Karl is trying to fix my computer which has decided to sound the "oh my god your harddrives are melting!" alarms for absolutely no reason.
Oh and I have a blister on the sole of my foot that's the depth and circumference of your average gumball.
So I'm limpy, covered in blister-like rashy patches, and my computer isn't cooperating with my "lay in one spot and watch tideland" plans.

I'll post more about my trip when I don't have to thumb type it.