Heat Waves and Crime Waves--I'm back in DC!

It took two eight-hour flights, and a long enough lay-over in Heathrow to buy a few Euro-trash tank tops, but I made it fine. The Islamabad-London flight kind of sucked. It was crowded and smelly, too long and too many cultures who did not appreciate eachother locked in together. I, for one, did not appreciate the dirty feet of the guy behind me on my armrest, or the guy next to me draping his turban and brushing his beard on me. The abolutions make the bathrooms like a dirty lagoon, and the western flight attendants got mad at a Pakistani lady for whacking her kids. But then the Pakistani men got pissed at the fight attendant for yelling at the lady, and then refused to stay seated during out drawn-out taxi to the gate. I'm all for more color in life, but by the time we deplaned, I felt OD'ed on humanity. I even shoved a rude Frenchwoman working with doctors without borders, but she shoved me first. She yelled at me in French and I answered her back in French and called her a shithead. That sort of cheered me up.

The London-DC fight was a piece of cake, I spent my remaining euros and pounds on a few bottles of wine, then slept the entire time. It was nighttime in Paksitan so I slept well. But, around midinght DC time, it was still mid-morning in Pak so I wasn't tired at all. I stayed in bed extremely bored until 0330. I told myself I had to keep trying to sleep at least until 0500. I lasted until 0445, then had breakfast and did a few loads of laundry. 0600 I was out the door for a nice run!! Ooh it felt great. Luckily it was only a few miles. I had to get into my office to get my house keys and gym pass. I thought it would be early enough to be in the office alone and do some stuff online, but I heard someone else come into the office so I bolted (lest they raise the question of why I'm back but not coming into the office for the next two days.) Got to the gym just in time for a bodypump class--one of my faves! I'm sure I will regret it tomorrow when I am sore, but I took everything that Grace Jones from Trinidad trainer dished out today with a smile.

Now I'm at a coffee shop with Cori, about to go to a salon to look presentable again.
I think this is the end of Mac-istan, thanks for visiting!! I"m glad I had you all with me, I appreciate all of your support and time spent reading my blather. Talk to you all soon.
Bye!!