I am sitting in a hotel room in Singapore. I flew in on Sunday night. I took a taxi to the hotel, but the driver didn't seem to know the address, even though it was was a guest house in the University. I had just been on a long flight from Germany, so my brain was a little fried. I just have a jumbled memory of big roads. The driver was friendly with an interesting English accent.
I was happy to feel the swampy heat after the long cold winter in Germany. I have been at a physics workhop. Today I have my talk, so I can relax more, because the stress is over, but I just feel so tired. I have been getting up early to write yet more of my talk...