The flight over the Atlantic was uneventful but for the extreme granola quotient of the vegetarian meal; I fail to understand why “vegetarian” must equate to “prefers tasteless sugar-free dessert.” Oh well. Had to get my luggage inspected in Halifax because I checked the olive box, but this only took a minute and they were very nice. The drive home to Charlottetown took me to the edge of my faculties; fortunately Johnny and Jodi prepared a tasty macaroni and cheese dinner for me. I expect I’ll be up before sunrise hunting for cappuccino.