I'm home.

My journey home started with the flight back to London from Montpellier, where I sat beside an Irish woman and Dutch guy who were talking (I was at the far right, next to the Dutch guy). The other two had just met, and kicked up a conversation that lasted the entire ride. The Irish woman did most of the talking, yammering about 85% of the time... talking about herself (early 50's, rejuvenated by her in-process divorce from her husband of 20+ years after he's been cheating on her with one of her good friends for X number of years -- this being her 2nd husband, I believe). Anyway, although I didn't take part in the conversation, my eavesdropping has me feeling like I know her intimately, from her take on sexuality and dating to her beautiful daughters to her travels and her self-run business.

We landed around 10:30pm, fairly on schedule and I caught an 11pm Stansted Express train to London. Somehow, the 45-minute train ride lasted over an hour, making it very possible that I wouldn't be able to catch the last Tube connections I needed to make. But fortunately, I caught the last Picadilly line train of the day, and got to KevinC's place around 12:45am.

After a good night's sleep, it was off to Heathrow Airport. The 9h20m flight went by fairly quickly as I read some complimentary Top Gear, Time, and Business Traveller magazines, slept, and watched some on-board shows. And so my trip ended -- coming into YVR at 3:15pm.

It's rather nippy here in Vancouver, but it's good to be back. Somehow my 1400 photos/video clips only appears as 1250 on the computer. Not sure what happened there. I hope I just miscounted. I'll have some selected pictures posted shortly. Thanks for reading.