No wondrous stories of Bangkok to soothe my rattled and overwrought nerves?
Well, I will gladly settle for a lack of terrifying stories. Accordingly, in a frenzy of post-procrastination last-minute panic, I have booked myself a holiday.
In a smidge less than six weeks, I will be tripping the light fantastic to Bhutan. This of course means I have to get on to the issue of travel vaccinations, um, yesterday. Oh, yeah, and renewing my passport.
Extra pressure is not particularly what I needed, right in the last days of the deathmarch, but deadlines without stress are too easily ignored, what ho? Plus, it'll make the holiday aspect of the trip that much more luxurious.
I am even — wait for it — (sort of, almost, nearly entirely) resolved not to take my laptop. 😯