Yesterday was a long day.
It began with the 3.00am alarm call in Kimpton, Hertfordshire. It ended 28 hours later when the lights went out in Los Angeles. I could not sleep.
Partly jet lag (8 timezones in one go is definitely beginning to get too much) and still on a reasonable high following the UK trip, my mind was focused on what had to be done in New Zealand over the next couple of weeks.
And it is to NZ, that Jacqui and I leave for today. Another 12 hour flight and another 4 timezones, plus the Dateline to cross. It all means we depart the USA on Monday evening and arrive NZ on Wednesday morning. So what happened to Tuesday? And who said flying was fun?
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