travelling always makes me feel gross. i wouldn't feel as gross if i spent the equivalent amount of time at my office, or the university, or my house. i don't understand how the simple act of sitting, and queueing a couple times, can make me feel so worn out and dirty by the end of it. so here i am, in a library, feeling utterly hideous.
(oh yeah and if you're going to get hundreds of people to line up for hours in a really cramped space in the airport, would it kill you to switch on air conditioning or something?)