Safely in Atlanta, after a journey halfway around the world that took 24 hours, 30 minutes. Or thereabouts. Lots of people already here, lots of hugs going about. Had dinner at the Alien Waffle House™ — hash browns, with onions, peppers, mushrooms and diced ham, and a glass of sweet tea — ah, the South.
More people, more music, and more hugs tomorrow, I'm sure. But for now... sleep. I'll tell you about Northwest Airlines at some point. Didn't exactly suck, but it wasn't all that great either.