It's teaching and travelling season. Other people are travelling, which means postcards. I am teaching, which means that language is magnificent and I must show them.
I spilled my tea all over the fancy electronic desk I teach from, right in front of the international law professor I had just met who teaches after me. Thank goodness for Douglas Adams
...Not where you'd expect a much-buzzed-about Thai restaurant. Anyway, not so good that my brain exploded, but nothing to complain about. Except the drive.