Searching for Sunday

Well leaving on Saturday and flying back over the dateline we actually skipped a Sunday as by the time we landed in NZ it was Monday morning.

I figured then about 1/2 way across the Pacific Ocean that there must be a Sunday down there somewhere so I raised my head off the pillow and got this shot just to record the moment.

Not a very comfortable flight for me. Not to be ungrateful however, I could have been down in 56B.