I chatted with Mr Moo (who is in Israel on a business trip, for those of you not paying attention) on the computer tonight. While I understand the concept of time zones, it still seems weird to me that I am getting ready to go to bed and he's just getting his day started. He seems to be doing well. The jet lag was killing him when he got to his hotel last night, but he's feeling better now. He and his co-workers went out for breakfast and have just now arrived at work for a long day of meetings. I asked what he had for brekkie. He said it was "eggs, local fruits, some cheese, and a few other things I was unsure of". Eeep! I wonder what strange things he's been eating.