Day 8 – Sleep, Glorious Sleep

Ah sleep, there’s nothing better than a good lie in after being chronically deprived of sleep for a week! I’m back in the land of the living again and can just about manage a blog posting of my own again! Nothing much to do besides pack/unpack and SLEEP whilst Chris drove us home. The only blip in this day was being ‘randomly selected’ by computer at the US border crossing for a more thorough passport inspection. We were initially really worried about being selected because we thought the car was going to be inspected too and with all the crap we had in the back of the car it would not have been a pretty site. I’d managed to wash most of my biking clothes before leaving, but there was still a few pairs of shorts that could have done battle with a customs official. Turns out we just had to wait in a very long line of similarly confused folks who had to have their passports checked for various reasons. I really wanted to sleep some more, but given that I had a sore throat and looked like shit, decided that it would not be prudent given the warning on Bird Flu posted around the office. I really didn’t want to spend time in quarantine on top of everything else!
On top of the sleep on the way home, I think I slept for a solid 12 hours last night.