Margaret picked me up at the airport yesterday afternoon, and brought me directly to the Hall-Utz house where dinner was a-making. I had the opportunity to catch up with John and Rachel and Amy Laura, and the high vitality level of that family kept me wide awake until nearly twenty-four hours after the alarm had sounded for me to rise and shine Sunday morning in Linz. Went to bed at a normal-ish time, and woke up at about 6:30, exactly when I usually do.
So although it’s likely that I’ll experience waves of intermittent weariness and disorientation — I’m already having trouble figuring out which day was which in the weekend — I starting off my re-acclimation process pretty well. We’ll see how my Greek class at 2:30 this afternoon goes.