After a very long day of travel, I'm happily ensconsed at the Inn at Harvard for what I have been longing for the entire day: a good night's rest.

I woke up at 5 am this morning in Berkeley with a gnawing "I don't want to travel -- don't make me feeling". I can say right now that I'm glad to be here on the other coast. Of course, I was surprised by the freezing rain covering Cambridge right now.

(It was a bit surreal to get in the Bayporter shuttle this morning to hear the news of Saddam Hussein's capture -- which despite my misgivings of the war -- is great news.)