I will really need one. Got home around 7.30 pm. At this point yesterday I was sitting in a park in London talking to a guy who was drinking way too early... How do they always find me?!?
The view from the plane leaving just beats the view when arriving by a long shot. Manor houses, green hills, small villages, winding roads past council houses versus Route 208 and the garden State Plaza. Need I say more? Sadness... sigh...
Watch this space for the blow-by-blow... if you are interested in that sort of thing...
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