The Lost Day

Air travel is weird. Reminds me how much of a human creation time is. It's all relative.

I didn't have a July 30th this year. Or maybe I did but it occured during the 10 seconds when I adjusted my watch to the 19-hour time difference as we flew over the Pacific, and the international date line.

The flight was half full and I had an entire exit row to myself. Almost licked clean the best airline meal I ever had. Watched a good movie (The Namesake), and got about 6 hours of decent-enough sleep. Easily the best long flight I've done.

Still crazy jet-lagged though.

Posted blip for yesterday at surfing competition in Huntington Beach