Good evening, Everybun!
My hoomin got tested again this morning. Now we wait. And wait. Bun wishes there was a "plane to Lisbon" out of this mess. We wait anyway, for forty-eight hours this time.
We'll try to keep level with the horizon and keep the gimbals from locking up. The day is still nice and wintery. As if a big cloud slumbered over the area and drooled with drizzle.
Good night, and good luck!