Exhaustion

I had a pretty restful weekend, but even though I slept on my flight across the ocean I'm feeling quite groggy here in Schiphol. Don't want to fall asleep and miss my flight to Bergen! I went through customs in the European line today instead of the long line everyone else has to use, which was weird. I don't think of myself as European. Yes, I know I can trace all my ancestors back there. I guess I am rooting for Norway in the Winter Olympics, but it's kinda hard not to. The Norwegians just kill it, despite being a tiny little country of just 5 million people. I still just . . . what was I saying? I'm so exhausted I just don't even know anymore.