Having left my car at the embassy (I had serious balance issues) Karl was nice enough to give me a ride to my place, where I happily crashed for… a total of 5 hours, at which time my internal clock reminded me why I hated it. Fine- still a bit tipsy, working on a hangover, the first thing I did was rehydrate as fast as possible, which seems to have mitigated the worst of it. Happy that I wasn’t feeling as crappy as I did before, I head off via public transportation to go collect my car in chilly, but sunny weather. As I finally got off the bus on Wightman and headed towards my car, I reached for my keys…