I write this as Central Time moves closer to midnight and my own clock here, in San Sabastian moves closer to 7 a.m. I walk with two clocks running in my head all the time and though I don't love the hours of delay between home and place of travel, I remind myself that for the rest of the year I have it easy -- my two girls and I share a time zone. I need only think in terms of one.
Best guess is that all connections will be easy and WiFi in the next place will be a breeze and post will go up in eight hours. Now, let the reality unfold!
In the interim -- a photo from a day when temperatures shot up and humanity went to the cool waters of the Atlantic:
