Sorry for the missed posts. I’ve been traveling. On a train. In coach. For about 30 hours. The itinerary didn’t list it but I’m pretty sure we crossed the River Styx at one point. The person behind me was coughing her lungs out and now I have whatever she had and am coughing my lungs out.
Perhaps worst of all for a nerd is that WiFi (and even broadband) was spotty and at one point I had to ask the conductor to reset the router because it wouldn’t complete connections. Oddly, she knew just what I meant and fixed that problem but the broadband—upon which, after all, the WiFi depends—was still unreliable along much of the route.
I’m safely home now at the Irreal Bunker so normal blogging should resume.