I was supposed to get plenty of work done here.
But the first day was lost in releasing the stress of travel and the shock of local culture.
On the second day, there were people to meet and hang out with. After that, I was so drunk that work seemed impossible.
Now, on the third day, I feel like I should just enjoy the place before we leave tomorrow.
Tomorrow will be spent in anticipating the stress of travel again, I suppose.
And the airplane? Sounds like the perfect place to work... except that I have a Hobbit trilogy marathon to finish.
So perhaps, in retrospect, this was a vacation after all.
RK
