It seems like it's taking me a very long time to get over my jet lag this time around. We've been home for four days and I still feel sluggish and cloudy-headed. I suppose one could argue that may be my natural state. One would have a point.
Among the zillion other things on my plate, I've finally uploaded a small set of photos from the trip. Alas, there are none of our last evening there, where we celebrated my birthday in Scotland for the first time in 25 years. We had a lovely dinner out - me, Chris, my Grandma, my uncle Douglas and aunt Noriko - at a lovely wee restaurant on Byres Road called No. 16. Unfortunately, like a dolt, I forgot my camera. Ah, well. I'll be back soon enough, I'm sure.
In the meantime, if you're interested in such things, you can visit my Flickr page to take a look at the pics I did remember to take!