Well, we are on the plane flying to Heathrow. I just watched Hidalgo on the little personal TV. Viggo Mortensen, yummy! It's really hot on the plane and I should be sleeping, but I'm so not tired. Dad is asleep and snoring. The dinner was surprisingly good, it was Indian; rice with peas and sliced almonds, some sort of bread soaked in spices, and peppers. I'm going to watch 2 1/2 Men now and try to catch some ZZZs. I'll write more later.