By the time this post appears today, I will be in Montreal. My niece Simla is getting married. Actually, she got married just a little bit more than a year ago, but there never was a wedding. This is going to be it. One long party on Saturday.
Last year's trip netted Pupilla muscorum and some Discus species whose identity was the source of a minor dispute. I will try to get more specimens to hopefully settle the issue.
Last year I traveled as a Professor, the year before I had myself knighted. This year I am a "Mstr".
Presumably, that stands for "master". But master of what? Master of the Universe? Master of Ceremonies? Or just plain old master baiter?
I may let you know when I return on Monday.