finished the book

and oh gee did it not get any better. though I'm really proud of myself for figuring out who somebody was way before the end. Cause I knew that, yes, Dan Brown would be that cheesy. Cheesy enough to lecture on and on so he could have 133 chapters (although I think the Epilogue was kind cheating in that respect.) and methinks someone has seen What the bleep do we Know a few too many times.