Flying trips.

Angelo, Rahne and I are off to Nicaragua for all of twenty-four hours, for a couple of meetings and an inspection of the site where... wait, I didn't say anything about that publicly, did I? Okay. Homeless mutant kids in Managua (Nicaragua's capital city for the geographically-challenged among you) are being housed in jail as public safety threats, which I believe we can all agree is Not Good.

Hence, I bought a church. Elpis is going to turn it into a shelter and vocational/powers training facility. We're just going down there to get the ball rolling and see if we can't convince the city government to stop scooping kids up off the street. Which means I have to talk to politicians. I'm not sure why I ever thought I was cut out for this job.

Anyway. We'll be back very, very late tomorrow night, barring catastrophe. I'll... bring back fair-trade coffee or something.