I'm growing to despise the word "more". Why? Because it never ends. More is always increasing. More has happened twice on my current trip. I'm happy to provide the support that I am, that's why I have extended the trip, it is good that I am here. Yet... It is tiring waking up early most days, physically working most of the day, going for a run, then eating out at some strange restaurant, and going to bed in a strange hotel bed.
So tomorrow is the last day I expect to be here, this week. I was recommended to try Georgia Peaches while I am here... Everyone is quite nice and the work we are doing is actually the first of it's kind that has ever been done, which is exciting, for at least one more day.