Traveling for work this week. So far Windsor looks like the inside of every crummy hotel I have ever stayed in. See, e.g., this post. Outside, I crossed a 4-lane road populated almost entirely by semi-tractors to pick up the copies for the meeting this morning. (I volunteered for this duty; at least it was a walk.)
If you were talking with me on skype this afternoon -- before the hotel internet started blinking in and out -- this is what you saw. Minus the phone of course; and occasionally minus the smile.