Back again
Safely home, with the Goth-kitties running loop-de-loops around the house in their joy. Very tired and about to go to bed, but did want to pass on one travel tip:
When in London, don’t slip on a narrow carpeted staircase and sprain your knee. Excruciatingly bad idea, don’t you know.
I can still walk (which is good, because London is the most disability-unfriendly city I’ve ever visited, with the possible exception of Budapest), but bending the knee in certain directions (including the one it naturally bends in!) hurts quite a lot. Fortunately, it happened the day before my talk, so I didn’t miss out on sightseeing.
Despite bum knee (I couldn’t even wear decent-looking shoes, gah!), talk went very well; the compliments I got afterwards were so effusive as to be embarrassing. I’ll have the slides up in a day or two, but right now I’m going to go wrap my knee, take some pain meds, and go to bed.