Spent the first night in a hotel by the airport. By now I'd been awake for eighteen hours, and tried to stay up a bit longer in a futile attempt to beat jetlag. I ended up just being totaly spaced out and sounding like an idiot, not that anyone noticed.

I think the large monolith at right was a TV, I can't remember. I was so braindead I could have been watching a trouser press for all I know.