So it's just gone 8am and we're already en route to Bilbao...we're sat just separately enough for conversation to be awkward so everyone's either plugged in to music (I'm favouring 'I miss you' in anticipation of seeing Incubus in November (and missing Alex)).

Actually, it's not as bad as it seems; the guy next to me offered me the window seat (and better views of the stunning countryside), he smells on the acceptable-good scale (so it definitely could be worse!) - plus I'm really tired so it's nice to be able to just listen to some music and chill for a bit.

My alarm went off at stupid-o'clockly-early this morning and I was sl sad!! I've stayed up to get fixes of late-night satire so many times before (I'm thinking in Sweden especially, but on the island too) but I never learn...! Definitely worth it though.