Tea!

I've missed tea. In the US, the tea just isn't the same and there's no milk, just cream or half-in-half. Sometimes the tea is in powder form (!) Mostly, I drank coffee as it was safer, and I had herbal tea. Fred met me off the plane at Heathrow and I made a straight line to the nearest tea station, which also had scones – bonus.

The plane arrived about an hour late due to a late take-off in LA, where we had to wait for a new first mate; the first having fallen ill. I managed to sleep for most of the flight since there was no other option – the captain turned the lights off and send us to bed. I had planned to do some writing. I woke up in time to view Ireland's green lands.

It's nice to be home.