What Day Is It?

My Dear Princess and Lovely Nieces,

I am currently on a plane about 8 hours away from Auckland. I am semi-delirious from lack of sleep. I figured blipping might help.

The last day.... or maybe two days is a confused blur. It has been spent entirely in airports or in flight. Dragging luggage behind me, side-stepping inconsiderate travelers and looking at that stupid real-time map you get on flights.

"What do you mean we are still over Manila?? WHY AREN'T WE THERE YETTTTT???"

I hate long haul travel.

The 12 hour wait in Hong Kong was the worst part. I managed to actually sleep. But it was the sort of sleep that leaves your brain all porridge and your stomach slightly queasy.

I spoke to Caro in Hong Kong about 90 minutes before boarding. It was so good to see her. We talked about the events of the last couple of days. But I had to precede everything with, "Have I told you this before...?"

I cannot think straight.

I do know I've got about 90* minutes wait in Auckland, then just one more flight to Wellington. Caro took pity on me and has organized a Corporate Cab** to pick me up and drive me all the way home. I was in no position to protest.

When I get home I will kiss her, take a shower and then sleep until it is tomorrow. Or maybe the day after tomorrow.

Who even knows any more?

S.

* Turned into three and a half hours. 
** Turned out they were fully booked and couldn't do it.