Morning Glory!

Woke up at 6 this morning, looked out of the window in awe, and thought the Mayan end-of-world scenario was being played out nine days early. Or perhaps those pesky Iranians had sneaked in a first strike while the Great Satan was still sailing its toy aircraft carriers into the Persian Gulf. But nah, Iran doesn't have any nukes. So, must be Option Three: sunrise over the hotel car park. Now, can I go back to sleep . . .