Kathy and I came home from England just after midnight this morning (I’m relying on the newspaper for the exact day). I don’t recall any troublesome jet lag from our last visit there, five years ago, but this time—POW!, right out of an action comic. So I’m keeping this post really short, and proffreading double-checking for typos. In short, and a British adjective, our trip was smashing. When my experiences have fermented a bit I’ll retrace our steps, day-by-day, to see what memory (and the Sony Nex5n) came away with. That’s one of the best parts of any trip—unwrapping each day like a gift-wrapped present, and anticipating the surprise(s) within.