Not a bad trip. The guy next to me in the plane managed to spill a full glass of water all down my right leg while I was sound asleep. I turned the air jet on full blast and after 30 very uncomfortable minutes everything was fine. However, let’s coin a new phrase:
And I now suffer from it.
After a delightful cab ride to the Morrison Hotel (no relation to the album), I have a room and and Internet connection, Skype enabled!