We’ve been home for 3 days now, and are still feeling the effects of travel.  I’ve never suffered from a serious case of jet lag before, but I’ve got it now.  After 3 weeks abroad, as well as the heat, walking and excitement of the trip, I’m really beat.  Melissa slept for 12 hours last night and is starting to recover.  I’m back at work but feel achy and fuzzy headed.  Some of this may also be allergies . . . .

Well, that’s how things were two weeks ago.  I subsequently developed headache, sore throat, myalgias and a temperature of 102F.  That’s right, I had the flu.  For the next week I felt miserable.  I still have little energy and a slight cough, but am otherwise recovered.  So where did I get the flu?  Well, personally I think it was at the Vatican Museum with that throng of people being herded through the galleries, but the airplane would be another good bet, and then there’s that Pope water we drank at the catacombs.  At any rate I was the only one to become ill, so the rest of the family carried on.  Matt and Sam are still overseas, most recently in Athens.