Re-planted

Purple plants on a market stall at lunch.

Day largely consisted of tracking lost baggage which eventually arrived at 8pm, plus at work subconsciously covering up some bizarre skin markings on my neck that look suspiciously like a lovebite. I've seen something similar on someone who was stung by a hairy caterpillar in Malawi, but if one of those has crawled over me in my sleep in Liberia, it's not an explanation that most people in Cambridge are buying.

One of those post-trip reintegration sort of days.