The trip itself was fine — Met with the fine people in Ottawa that I work with online, and will perhaps be working more with in the future.

That said, coming back to Vancouver hasn’t been so good to me. I started coming down with a little something while I was away… And now, between the time change and the air travel and the cold — I feel like I’m in my own special place, where sounds and indeed walls appear further away from me than they actually are. (Hello Meatloaf.) My head is still plugged from the descent (this is three or four hours later), and I’m drunk (mea culpa, I was reading “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas“, so it seems NATURAL that I should be on at least SOME drugs — currently alcohol and cold medicine). Since getting home, I’ve watched Apprentice for the 2nd time today (WestJet now has satellite TV on some of their flights), this time actually catching the ending. I’ve also (obviously) gotten into the beer that I was too cheap to buy on the flight. Everything looks heavily edible right now (cat and keyboard excepted), so maybe I need to go ransack the fridge. I’ll report back later. Or not.

In the meantime, you can check out a few photos of Ottawa that I took in the daylight there, in between the hours of sitting in a boardroom discussing…. stuff.

And now I’m looking for the meaning of life.