It's 3am and we leave for the airport in a few hours, I can't get to sleep because I'm worried about not getting up in time and so am pretty whacked. This has been a mammoth trip in many ways and it feels like I've been away for months.
Right now, I just want to be home and the prospect of a drive, flight to vegas from seattle, flight to manchester from vegas, train and then finally a taxi to home fills me with total dread.
Fortunately I listened to the voice of reason (JD) and took things a little steadier at the parties/meal we went to last night, so it ended earlier and a lot less messy than I usually manage.
Fingers crossed that the journey runs smoothly.