Day 224

Dinner tonight, after the racing of course, with Goth Girl's aunt and uncle, as well as one of her oldest friends and said friend's mother. A delicious meal of caesar salad, steak and pecan pie is spoiled only by the jet lag kicking in with a vengence at around 10.30pm. I spend the last hour of the meal with my chair pushed right back, hoping that no-one will notice me dropping off. At least it spares me the night terrors about the brunch tomorrow.