I surprised myself and made it to the airport at the designated time. We got breakfast and then a plane. I worked on the flight (to a point). Then we had a long day of meetings/demonstrations of software, with a break for glorious refreshment. All of this was in the environs of the Dusseldorf airport. The hotel in which we met was delightful, but you can't help but feel like you've missed out on actually visiting the place you've travelled to.

Returning home, my energy levels were very low. However, I gave myself a bit of a push and put a coat of paint on my 2nd bedroom. I got my housemate to order shit-loads of pizza, which we then shared, though I really overdid it.