I have some hopes of snaggling oursin for a bit of a pipe-opener, as is our usual custom when we see one another, but shall certainly need either tea or dinner thereafter!

The pub seems a safe option-- truly words CANNOT express my talent for getting lost in strange cities when tired. I read maps very well, I used to be a dispatcher, but my response to a certain level of travel stress seems to be like dropping a honking great magnet on to my internal compass...