i'm back

i'm back home now. i fly back north this afternoon and got in about an hour ago. i'm about to eat some food and pass the fuck out. i've been damn near narcoleptic. i was on the plane reading an article and the next thing i know, the magazine is on the floor between my knees and i'm passed out with my head against the window. luckily, the flight attendant was really nice, because i woke up parched. you know when you're sick and your mouth feels dehydrated and sort of sticky. that's what it was like. all of the this traveling and the extreme temperature change has given me a head cold. it's not a flu or anything. i'm not achy. my head is just stuffed up. well, three days ago i was in Kathmandu in 80 degree weather. this morning i flew out of STL with snow on the ground to BDL, where it's a whopping 40 degrees. that plus exhaustion, no wonder i'm sick. i know it's only 5:30pm, but i'm getting food and plan to be in bed by 7pm. i have to be at work by 8am. so, i'm gonna need all the sleep i can get.

so, i survived the Maoists, rode an elephant, canoed a river, and went to three countries in a week in a half. i've been a busy little bee. now, it's time for rest.