Warwick, England

Ellen is in Warwick now. I (Ken)will be joining her next week in Paris. She sent me the following message as an e-mail shortly after she arrived in England. I have edited it a bit. Those European keyboards are tricky for a touch typist like Ellen.

It's afternoon here and shortly we will be meeting with people to have tea
and buns(?). I can't wait to see what that means. The trip was pretty
uneventful with my usual lack of sleep on the plane despite having popped
two gravol. We had a two hour layover in Amsterdam which, by the way, is
quite a nice airport. KLM did not disappoint. Ron and I were in the same
row. All of us drank too much. I still didn't sleep.

Getting into the country was an interesting venture since they have added
scrutiny of passports and work visas to the mix so we were an hour and
fifteen minutes getting through customs. They were very nice about it, and
clearly not thrilled with having the extra work dumped on them. Ron and
Sean pulled out their instruments and played us all a tune or two, trying to find common ground between the guitar and the ukulele...not so
easy to do.

We all went out for something to eat once we got here and the place seems
well equipped with low priced eateries on campus. It turns out we are some
distance from Warwick, so bus rides will be involved if we are to see
anything but the campus. The theatre looks great, really comfy seats for
folks and quite vaulted so everyone will have good sight lines.

The weather is as expected with Thursday looking like the best for sun.
It is a little reminiscent of San Francisco when the fog rolls in. So far
no downpour. Good room with all the amenities and tonight I will make
really good use of the bed...last night was waking at 1am and not getting
back to sleep until 3:30, with a fire alarm wake up call just before nine.
Made it down for breakfast just in time.

Hope all is well there. Things are here.