Wrecked
I made the mistake of sleeping yesterday around 5pm. I figured I could take a short nap just to refresh my brain for the rest of the evening. Instead, I slept until 9pm…making it more difficult to go to sleep last night. So, today, I slept until noon. Not exactly how I wanted to spent my first full day in London.
I had it all planned out. I woke up early (5am) on Saturday so I could be sleepy partway into my flight. With luck I’d be sleeping on the plane around 7:30pm, giving me about 6 hours to sleep on the plane so I’d arrive in London at 10:30am feeling like I just woke up perfectly on London time. This approach worked well for me on my trip to India. I stayed awake the entire trip from the US to London and then slept the whole trip from London to Bangalore, arriving at around 4:30am. I arrived in perfect shape and had no problems going to sleep later that night.
So what was the difference? The airline. I flew British Airways in November and Virgin Atlantic yesterday. There are some unfair comparisons. The British Airways flight was’t full…the Virgin flight was packed. The British Airways flight had mostly courteous people on it…the Virgin flight was full of flatulent, cackling people who seemed to love using your seatback as their personal pull up bar. Maybe it was the people flying the airline more than the airline itself, but I think that has to be accounted for. Ultimately, Virgin has one more flight (my return to San Francisco in a week) to prove to me that flight was a fluke.
In any case, I’ve already slept away half of my first day in one of the greatest cities in civilization. Time to grab a shower, some food and hit the town.
June 11th, 2007 at 9:22 am
The first thing I’d do is find a cafe that serves black tea with cream, two sugars. It will restore your faith in mankind.