In 8 and a bit hours... well, less now.

We'll be packing up and preparing to be driven to London.

We'll be starting our journey to Alaska.

It's the second furthest I've been abroad at 4363 (apparently, at least to Palmer) (5523 miles (approx) is my record but I was about 5 at the time and don't really remember that much about it).

Britain, for its part, is doing its best to be unutterably gorgeous before we leave, with crisp beautiful winter's days, frosty mornings with bewitching spiders webs glistening... It's just been magnificent, actually. We headed into Bath a couple of days ago ostensibly to take back Trey's library books - I was meant to be having a dissertation meeting, but we did that on the phone instead. And that, that was an example of Bath in all of it's splendour. Mind you, it was a nightmare camera wise. Taking photos with bright sunlight and dark long shadows is challenging at the best of times, and my little digital doesn't really hack it terribly well. But we managed some very pretty photos... Apparently I look better with my hair down...

Here's the photos and Trey's description of the day, which is far better'n anything I can write.
( more rambling )