Back in London is a good thing.

It's really one of those "you don't know how good you have it" things that's just happened. I mean, yes, it's great to be in Europe in general, but it's extra-good to be somewhere that speaks the language, doesn't force you to feel like you need a male escort, isn't politically unstable (or potentially so), and has reliable public transportation. Ahh, good.

I had been planning to write the recap of all vacation recaps, at least before the trip, but it dawned on me that (a) that would suck to have to post and type and all that blaaaaaaah, and (b) I kind of have, and the details are just that - details. The rehash is enough. I honestly don't think there's really anything I forgot to write, minus a few Italy things that made me miss those who I had to leave behind in Zurich and realize that some other people are just not worth the effort.

All in all, these past few weeks have made me very excited to go home; that has been tempered by meeting new people at work (which, yeah - now I know where all the hot guys have been hiding in this city. Damn), but I still cannot wait to get back.

Also cannot wait for them to install the damn wireless in our building, but that shall happen soon enough. If it doesn't, I'm taking a hatchet to the door of the office, I swear.