I was just getting back from here:
The little switch that keeps my car from starting if it's not in park is going kaput. Two days to get one special ordered. Then it's home... which looks like Thursday, maybe Friday.
Then of course Nephew K says "Why don't you just stay for my game on Saturday."
And I think to myself, "I've been here almost as long as I was in Nepal, and I've not even gotten to ride an elephant yet."
Then the mastiff, Leo, walks in and I wonder how hard it would be to build a dog-howdah.
He's got 95 white persian monkeys...