"Tried to snap out of it with a rubbery omelette"
What wasn't a dream was the paperwork for a poorly constructed project which someone was funding and I was doomed to oversee. I re-read it. Worse, the donor wanted to take the project to the public for funding. Talk about negative exposure! And who was I - green about the gills - to question what others had previously approved? Just move forward and be accountable for it's implementation! Not something to fight over. Yet.
We landed. Hot. Sticky. Strange temporary lodgings with unrestored pre-war furniture and about five mezzanine floors like giant steps up to the ceiling. Anyway, shops nearby, food manageable, and kids and wife reasonably happy, so that's good enough for me for now. Only the jet lag to defeat.