In after a day ish of travel from a red-ey to taxi to taxi to bus to tuk-tuk to chacos to tuk tuk to flip-flops to tuk-tuk to chacos to tuk-tuk to home, flip-flops an ice-cold shower and an over-priced but delicious meal.
Kate fell asleep before 6pm. I'm up and straining to stay conscious at 730 (after popping a benydryl twice its normal (US) dosage - oops.
We're sick.
We're tired.
We're really really happy.
I'm not sure if we'll be starting up the podcast again for our month long hiatus from the states, but it seemed worthwhile to write for a bit.
Now, as the dreams come flooding in, threatening my reality with nocturnal hallucinations and grotesque, swollen tonsil snoring...
I'll have to get back to you tomorrow.
Kate fell asleep before 6pm. I'm up and straining to stay conscious at 730 (after popping a benydryl twice its normal (US) dosage - oops.
We're sick.
We're tired.
We're really really happy.
I'm not sure if we'll be starting up the podcast again for our month long hiatus from the states, but it seemed worthwhile to write for a bit.
Now, as the dreams come flooding in, threatening my reality with nocturnal hallucinations and grotesque, swollen tonsil snoring...
I'll have to get back to you tomorrow.
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