Karl and Angela Rees

Seeing as it is April Fool's day, I had intended to write an elaborate story detailing how, after 36 hours of airport chaos, Angela and I were stuck in a Siberian internet cafe, chewing beef jerkey into small bits for Thomas to eat because we were out of baby food, and begging for enough cash to get us to the American embassy where we hoped to reconcile the stolen passport and wallet problem.

Instead, after a full day of work, I'm feeling a lot more jet-lagged than I expected (since I didn't really feel jet-lagged last night).  So no April Fools joke for you!  But yes, we're home and safe and alive, with plenty of stories to tell. We'll write them down sometime this week.  Until then, auf wiedersehen.