One of the hardest part of the trip is my initial 5am flight. My initial plan was to sleep at 6pm and wake up at 12am or something, but of course something went wrong. That something is that I could not sleep. So I stayed awake till my flight. That was really tough, I felt like I could doze off at any time.
My neighbour was returning from the States. She's originally American, but she decided not to go home during Christmas, so she went home before Christmas instead. I entrusted her with my house plants because I do not trust any of my housemates in doing so, and also her home is basically a nursery, a few more plants wouldn't hurt. She was returning around midnight that night, and she told me the moment she gets home she's going to bed, so if I were to give her my plants, I have to catch her between the taxi and her door. The constant standby was tiring too.
After that, I waited for a few more hours, then called a cab, and boarded my plane. I will first have a layover in Toronto, then directly to London. I decided to catch some z's in the short St John's to Toronto flight, and then proceed to stay up through the entire journey, hoping to beat jet lag. It was semi-successful.
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Figure 72.1: Chicken or vege? Uhhh... Chicken? .... I regret my decision. |