It's very, very nice here. It is lushly green and smells woodsy. There are daffodils (there are daffodils in NYC also, but they are in buckets outside the grocery; here they are growing in the ground) and buttercups. And all manner of little familiar cultural things you don't notice until you don't have them. Ordering tea and not having to specify "with milk," for instance.
Journey safe and mercifully uneventful. Basically slept all the way; doesn't get much better than that!