Round and round in circles...

We go round and round again. You know what one of the best things about being an academic is? You get to travel semi-regularly to work with others. You know what the worst bit of being an academic with a compunction to go see friends for any excuse is? You travel a metric fuckton, mostly in short bursts. So in 2.5 weeks that's been 8 countries. Nine flights. One imprompetu overnight stay in a hotel. Too many delayed flights. A little too much crappy airplane food (although their sandwichs are pretty good nowadays). Jumping from 30C in Cyprus to 17C in Geneva. And guess what, I'd do it all over again given the opportunity. Well, given 3 weeks I kind of will. Who needs a body clock anyway?