The journey was long but with the exception of a neighbor who didn’t appreciate my girth, blissfully uneventful. Honza Novak arrived as I walked out the door of the airport to take me to a late lunch and by his house for a visit and discussion before taking me back into the city to my accommodations. I had inadvertently given the wrong date for a supper meeting today which thankfully could be rescheduled for tomorrow. Time to try to catch up on two lost night of sleep is rapidly arriving.
