That's right my snookums, just 6 more til I leave for 'Straya as the natives call it :D I'm past my jitters, no longer in a tizzy and have moved right on to extreme excitation. Except for the heartless, unfeeling fiend of jet lag that I have almost no control over. It will pain me not to be cozy in bed over the course of my flights as I'm a FREAK for sleep.
There's no way around it. It's unavoidable. I can't escape from the greatest, inconvenient down side on my voyage to the other side of the world. Jet lag is the price one has to pay when traversing on earth and crossing several time zones. Gahhhhh! If only there were a way to rip off your head for the duration over nations and then re-attach it on landing, so as to be fresh as a daisy.. MINUS big, fat, stupid jet lag.
So as not to be caught in *too* much of a sleep-deprived predicament such as I am envisaging - I WILL be flying over in my jim jams (much to the amusement of my work mates!! And NO not in my Stitch onesie but not because I'd be embarrassed because I adore it - it just won't be practical at all on two long haul flights.. for y'know powdering my nose. I believe that's the prim and proper, polite lady way to say 'take a tinkle') for restful snugness and warmth. My phone clock will be instantly adjusted to Melbourne time so I can sleep when the Melburnians would.
When I was a baby, my parents would get me to sleep by driving me around at night and ever since then I have acquired a gift for falling asleep on public transportation. (Ask Laura and Mathilde about our Corfu trip but not about the beef story because they enjoy telling that humiliating one, farrrrrrrrrrrrrrr too much!!) So thanks Mum and Dad for raising me to be a talented snoozer which will enable me to nap away before my holiday :)
But but but usually when I fly to a faraway country I opt for the plane that will get me in at night so I can go straight to bed. This time instead, I had the IDIOT idea to select the least expensive option which will mean I touch down at 6 AM LOCAL TIME. I did not think that one through fully. D'oh! Meaning I'll be exhausted and have a full day ahead of me.
The plan was (as most globetrotters recommend) to NOT nap upon arrival but I just know I'll be dead to the world if I don't and will never make it to night time. It wouldn't even shock me if I fell asleep in the middle of wandering around Melbourne city, mid-sightseeing, in broad daylight and in a very public place. The only concern with taking a siesta when reaching my hostel (as arranged with the one I am staying at) is my minuscule sleeping-through-about-200-alarms-set problem because I sleep so spectacularly well. (I don't like to brag but I really am an amaaaaaaaaaaaazing sleeper!) ;) Optimistically, I'd like to catch 40 winks without sleeping away an ENTIRE first day of my month in Oz. I'd really regret that and don't want to waste so many hours.
Keep your fingers and eyelids crossed, that I'll manage to beat the cruel creature of jet lag that obnoxiously inflicts itself on victims - with speed and with ease.
Thank you kindly, from the cheeky little weirdo xxx
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