I'm not entirely sure; not because I woke up in a strange place missing a few organs, but because we didn't really plan this trip to the letter and while I'm pretty sure that, at the time of writing this entry (still Monday evening, people), I'd be in Halifax when you are reading it.
I'll relate to you all the details when I get back. Which will be... uh... Saturday? No, wait... Friday, I think. Which is today?
Great, now I'm confused.
So, if today is Friday, even though it's Monday, that means I'm technically en route from Halifax.
Intoxicated, giddy, frolicsome.
- John Mactaggart's Scottish Gallovidian Encyclopedia, 1824