Things that are keeping me sane, waiting for a plane.

1) A Dell pocket PC with CF Wifi card.
2) Some power in the battery of the above device.
3) An unsecured Continental Airlines Wifi network.
4) Bloglines working well with the above setup.
5) The thought that I'm not flying back into a Conservative government, although Labour isn't much better.
6) A CD player that is currently playing my .wma backups of Moby's back catalogue.
7) 40oz of smoothie goodness.
8) Planning on how to get 'Don't Panic' engraved on the front of my aluminum Pocket PC case.
9) And, that in 4 hours I'll be in the air, and heading closer to a nice cup of tea.

Found beer and meat.

Drank beer, ate meat.

Beer is not a cup of tea, but it dies dull the pain.

Found WiFi network.

Hacked WiFi network.

Sent email.

Six hours until I'm in the air - Six hours in an airport terminal. It isn't that well stocked with shops either.

Would like more news on the election. Will hit the BBC news site before pocket PC batteries die.

Now I just hope my luggage hasn't been blown up because no-one collected it.

The next time I post I will be sitting at my mum's house, drinking a proper cup of tea.

Assuming I haven't plunged into the Atlantic...

It is hot...really, really hot. And I'm prepared for Seattle to London. I've made a run for the air-conditioning of the airport.

My flight is leaving at 18:45, that is seven and a half hours away.

I have no teabags.

Send help NOW.

I am indeed a plank, a fool, a twit and a muppet.

Well, not particularly – but due to circumstances both within, and without my control I’ve missed my connection.

So I’m stuck in Houston for a while.

The good news is that I’m in a particularly swanky hotel, swankier than any hotel I’ve ever been in before.

The bad news is that it means I’m going to miss some of my work shifts.  I’ve already phoned my brother, and he will contact work for me tomorrow.

I wonder how this absence will be recorded?

The bad news is that my check-in luggage is currently somewhere over the Atlantic.  This has my clothes, my toiletries and all my power leads.

I have no idea when I’ll be back in England.

But to be fair to Continental Air, they are fotting the bill for the whole affair.  So while I’m upset not to be in England when I planned, at least I’m not homeless and wandering the streets.

Tomorrow, I think I’ll work on my suntan, as the weather here is astounding.

More after I get home.

Wish me luck…