And relaxation has been in short supply. I found out last afternoon that I'd already missed my flight to London- it was booked for Monday. I also hadn't slept well for a while and was starting to get a cold.
I made it to London, but I couldn't get in touch with Mans (actually, I did make it to his room- but his roommate evidently didn't know who Mans was) so I walked around until I found a cheap hotel- and when I say "around" I mean "several miles"- but it all turned out fine.
I found a place to stay and the hotel managers were very understanding. The rooms were cheap by American standards, and not well furnished, but I slept for about 11 hours and am feeling
much better already.
Right now, Im relaxing with a falafel and a Lebanese coffee in some hole-in-the-wall restaurant. Wonderful.