Well, it's nearly eleven at night, and while, in the natural order of things I'd be just breaking into my second stride, I'm nearly dead now.

I had to wake up at six this morning, after three hours (or less) of sleep, and we drove an hour to Clay City - then I rode with Kate's family two more hours to Louisville. We arrived at the airport at something like eleven, and stayed until eight or nine. Mind, our flight was supposed to leave at around three or four, but the foul weather up north screwed half a dozen flights, it seems. So we're getting up at six (again!) tomorrow, washing, and heading back over to the airport at seven, to leave at nine. I should be in London at some point tomorrow or the next day, or something, depending on which time zone you judge by.

I'll snap some pictures of the hotel room and a few neat things, as the airline is giving us these rooms for free for the night, due to our inconvenience. And I have no roommate tonight, which will be very nice. Sorry, tired, I'll try to post better things as time allows once we're out of the country. Stay tuned!