Well, in 24 hours, I’ll be in Paris, on my way to Lisbon. Much to my chagrin I just realized that I haven’t packed and, until about three minutes ago, I didn’t even know the address of my hotel (I did know where it was physically located).
It’s been a busy week so far, and it’s only Tuesday.
Yesterday, in a brilliant fit of stupidity, I managed to double book myself by forgetting the fact that we were having a lecture at 4:15, and then making a meeting at 5:30 with somebody else, across town.
I stayed for most of the lecture and skipped out to the meeting, which was productive and I think putting me on track to get a major project done—a project I am planning to work on whilst in Lisbon.
All things considered I can remain relaxed: I don’t leave Weimar until just after noon tomorrow.
Have fun!