The Quest for Toboggans has taken a slight, twenty-four hour and counting, hiatus as the intrepid Comma Clan find themselves indefinitely embedded within the Las Vegas Airport
Although the structure itself looks as if it escaped from a science fiction adventure, the experience so far seems to have been narrated by William Gibson rather than Isaac Asimov.
In fact, it is quite possible that cybernetically enhanced Yakuza enforcers are moving in on us at this very moment.
Either that or some badly dressed tourists.
I sense the hand of Doctor Harold Toboggans at work here.
Does anyone have a private jet I could borrow? A pilot would be good too.