The internet in this house is way too slow. I'm sure that all of the guys are in their room downloading amusing movies and negatively affecting my connectivity.
Today was a meadow-y, sparse brush, 49 samples, ribs for dinner sort of day. A good day. And coming back to find Internet set up was even better. This morning, the airport was so boxed in by low-lying fog that our helicopter pilot had to land at a different location beside the highway, and we took off from there.
Today, I have been having panicky feelings about coming back to Victoria and having lost contact with friends. It's weird, and hopefully unfounded, but I can't help it. Take care out yourselves, ok?
Bed time. 5:30 comes too early these days.