What happened to Thursday?

I'm sitting here in the hotel on Friday night getting ready to head out for a burger and a beer and REALLY READY for an early night.

Friday night? What happened to Thursday? We left last night, Wednesday night, at about 7 PM from YVR (Vancouver International Airport) and touched down this morning around 6 AM Auckland time, Friday February 6th. Friday!?! Crossing the International Date Line really messes with a person's head.

So, anyway, it's Friday night and we managed to survive the plane trip - barely, being packed in like sardines for fourteen hours. Searching for sleep and finding little solace. Struggling to find a comfortable way for a five-foot four person to sleep in a seat built for someone six-feet tall. After a while, the seat felt like cement and the possibility of a dream-filled sleep was quickly becoming a pipe-dream.

Getting next to no sleep and landing in Auckland at the start of a fresh new day presented challenges, but in the end we struggled through the day short on energy and a tad short on temper.

Seeing the view from 200m up in the Sky Tower.

And seeing the view from sea level on a harbour cruise, you could say Friday had it's ups and downs - forgive me for that one - I'm functioning on less than two hours of sleep!

It's about 9 PM here now, and I'm sitting alone in an internet cafe in my shorts and t-shirt, sipping on warm milk, finishing off this blog and reflecting on the day. Sleep will find me soon, I hope. I hope too, that I'll make it back to the hotel before sleep tracks me down.

Until tomorrow....