Tuckered out

• The Christmas magic wore off. Figgy got sick, a stomach bug, and cranky. Punch started grappling to use our phones for music. Dan had a big article deadline w The New York Times Magazine [next Sunday’s issue] and I had to revise an article, too. We are halfway home—we left Belfast after 7 p.m. Staying in hotel again. Good night. Still want to write Christmas recap. It’s freezing out. Brrrrr.