The Idle multitude surcharge their laies

The Spirit Of God is like the wind. Note well that his operation is unexpected. The wind bloweth where it listeth, so that thou knowest not what wind to expect.

My flight was going to Wu-han and Nan-ning and thence to Hanoi, which caused a certain interest; it is not every day that British passports go to North Vietnam. My immigration official was suitably inscrutable; he took the thing as no great drama (which it certainly was to me), rather did he appear to regard the trip as a quaint eccentricity.

Each package is neatly wrapped in cellophane and dated to insure freshness, also bearing the strict endorsement of Rabbi Jacob Pikelny as to kosherness.