Dude, the Hong Kong airport has free wireless!
It’s 12/12 7:12pm here (6:12am EST) and I have been on a plane or in an airport since 12/11 5am EST.
I have decided that one of the levels of hell is being stuck on a 747 for all eternity with a guy behind you who kicks the seat and a woman in front of you who sprays perfume throughout the trip aggravating asthma/allergies.
I saw Alaska! And Siberia. Both of which involved a lot of ice.
The SFO is confusing and disorganized and the people are decidedly unhelpful. I thought that West coasters were supposed to be nicer.
Anyway. So yes, I have not slept more than twenty minute spurts and I am starting to get to the hyper stage of exhaustion.
I have another four hours to go on the plane. All of you that know me know that I have been Not Thinking About This for weeks now and I don’t think it even sunk in until I was flying over Siberia. Sometime after the International Date line.
My sense of time is all messed up. And I am tempted to call my parents at this hour and be like HEY! Hong Kong!
Oh geez don’t feed me any sugar. Or the sodium filled airplane food. Just give me a bed and a shower.
Edit: Bringing a small tube of toothpaste makes you the favorite person in the terminal.