Kay's home again - safe and well and looking great - even despite being awake 24 hours during her return journey and jet-lagged. She seems older and wiser, more confident and more beautiful. A slight hint of a tan and 76 insect bites!! She chatted non-stop to me and her grandmother about her experiences and we had to give up at about day 5 of her trip, as she was so sleepy. Once refreshed after a few hours' sleep, she went off for a much longed-for shower and a change of clothes (decent clothes as opposed to the three sets of trekking clothes which had been on constant rotation over the last 32 days!!)
The new washing machine, meanwhile, is working flat out and churning round the Guatemalan/Mexican soil in its drum. Clean clothes are coming out the other end and I am in seventh heaven. Normality is slowly returning to the Alcoholic Daze household. Well, as normal as it gets, anyhow.