Jet Lag

Just kill me.

The flight was fine- I actually slept, ate, drank well and watched a good few films. There was an older English couple next to me, who were nice and chatty. The 14 hours flew by.

But now? Urgh.

I got to the hostel at about 6 this morning, so I had to hang around in the common room until shops and things would be open. I ended up getting a free shuttle to Dress Smart Outlet centre to keep busy.

Once I could finally check into my room, I showered and slept.
I hate jet lag.