"Honey Child, you're not safe here!"

The trip back to Chicago was as smooth as supermarket yoghurt. Southwest said my plane was ten minutes delayed, but after my Christmas debacle I refused to believe them and in fact it left on time. I caught the Orange Line by a whisker and the Devon bus as well, getting me home in good time for the best meal I've had in a week. (Last night I ate reubens; tonight we toasted our own multigrain pita chips and then spread them with bleu cheese and honey-soaked walnuts and pinenuts. I don't mean to dis hospitality, but seriously no contest.)

Much to blog about Missouri, including the complete wildflower roster from our day in Ha Ha Tonka and the freshly-updated Crazy Report (executive preview: lots more crazy!). But of course I'm exhausted so all I have for now is this charming video from Diego and Uncle Betty. Never heard of Manel before, but I'm interested in hearing more. And Sergi López has never looked hotter!