Casting off

After getting to Matsuyama yesterday, I drove in circles for an hour (Rte.11 seems to loop back on itself) before parking and eating at an Indian place, Ladhki, where I completely embarrassed myself by not being able to handle the spice level. My mouth was burning and my eyes were watering like crazy. The chef and server were totally laughing at me.
My ferry roomie (in a room of 8 bunks) was an older woman who was a bit scared of me. I slept well, but now all I want to do is sleep.