Sorry for not having posted anything in a while; I've been away and didn't have access to the internet. However, while I was away, I have thought of many things to talk about and to make up for the weeks of silence, I'll post regularly once again.
I know it is Monday (wait... is it Monday?) where I usually post a song, but today is sort of an exception because I have to get one particular topic off of my chest because it is completely relevant to me in this moment, and that is: airports and jet lag.
Jet lag definition: it messes with your head
I got back from my holiday yesterday morning, and had spent 2pm (previous day) - 11am (taking the time difference into consideration) dedicated to getting back home. And because of that, last night I went to bed at 6:30pm-ish and woke up today at around 1pm. And that was a solid deep sleep... I think that might be a record or something. I initially had the hope of waking up at 8am, so I could get back into a good routine, however the total cliche happened and my clock's battery died and was stuck on 7:34, and making my alarm pretty much useless. So, when I woke up to find out what the actual time was, I thought I may as well stay in bed and read and only get up when it's time to get dinner ready (at a dinner-appropriate hour). Well, that is jet lag for you. I've got work tomorrow, so I may as well rest up as much as I can while I have the chance, because the rest of the week is going to be pretty busy.
Airports definition: a place that I don't like being at, but necessary
I don't mind flying, in fact, I love the feeling of taking off the ground. Of the increasing speed and then the rush and pressure as you head towards the sky. I love the view of the land that grows smaller and smaller as you travel further away, and gazing at the clouds from a new angle: looking down at them rather than looking up. I love having the new movies to watch, and the food is actually pretty good too, and I love the excuse to play my music really loud to drown out all the noise around me. I love the feeling of knowing you are going somewhere else and going on an adventure and having no idea what to expect when you get there. But I just don't like airports themselves.
Airports are a sort of nowhere place that you are stuck in. You have to go there earlier so you can get your luggage sorted out and get your boarding pass, and hopefully if things run smoothly, you then have hours just waiting and unable to do anything other than sitting or walking around the duty free shops (which I personally hate doing, because I just find it tedious. But that's just one of my character flaws because I don't like shopping). But if your plane is delayed, the time just stretches out longer and longer and you can feel your mind just numbing. And then there is customs and all the fiddly things you have to do like finding your gate or when you are in transit and have to go to another terminal (I think being in transit is the worst of the airport situations). I understand that they are all relevant and I'm glad there is security and stuff, but that doesn't mean that I enjoy the experience, because you are restless and ready for travelling (also, being an escapist like me, it doesn't help). It's as if you are running on adrenaline and everything just seems to be going too slowly and you grow impatient. Also, you never know when you should go to the toilet, because you don't want to miss your plane announcement or anything.
Anyway, the airport rant is done, and I promise that is the last rant for a while.
I know it is Monday (wait... is it Monday?) where I usually post a song, but today is sort of an exception because I have to get one particular topic off of my chest because it is completely relevant to me in this moment, and that is: airports and jet lag.
Jet lag definition: it messes with your head
I got back from my holiday yesterday morning, and had spent 2pm (previous day) - 11am (taking the time difference into consideration) dedicated to getting back home. And because of that, last night I went to bed at 6:30pm-ish and woke up today at around 1pm. And that was a solid deep sleep... I think that might be a record or something. I initially had the hope of waking up at 8am, so I could get back into a good routine, however the total cliche happened and my clock's battery died and was stuck on 7:34, and making my alarm pretty much useless. So, when I woke up to find out what the actual time was, I thought I may as well stay in bed and read and only get up when it's time to get dinner ready (at a dinner-appropriate hour). Well, that is jet lag for you. I've got work tomorrow, so I may as well rest up as much as I can while I have the chance, because the rest of the week is going to be pretty busy.
Airports definition: a place that I don't like being at, but necessary
I don't mind flying, in fact, I love the feeling of taking off the ground. Of the increasing speed and then the rush and pressure as you head towards the sky. I love the view of the land that grows smaller and smaller as you travel further away, and gazing at the clouds from a new angle: looking down at them rather than looking up. I love having the new movies to watch, and the food is actually pretty good too, and I love the excuse to play my music really loud to drown out all the noise around me. I love the feeling of knowing you are going somewhere else and going on an adventure and having no idea what to expect when you get there. But I just don't like airports themselves.
Airports are a sort of nowhere place that you are stuck in. You have to go there earlier so you can get your luggage sorted out and get your boarding pass, and hopefully if things run smoothly, you then have hours just waiting and unable to do anything other than sitting or walking around the duty free shops (which I personally hate doing, because I just find it tedious. But that's just one of my character flaws because I don't like shopping). But if your plane is delayed, the time just stretches out longer and longer and you can feel your mind just numbing. And then there is customs and all the fiddly things you have to do like finding your gate or when you are in transit and have to go to another terminal (I think being in transit is the worst of the airport situations). I understand that they are all relevant and I'm glad there is security and stuff, but that doesn't mean that I enjoy the experience, because you are restless and ready for travelling (also, being an escapist like me, it doesn't help). It's as if you are running on adrenaline and everything just seems to be going too slowly and you grow impatient. Also, you never know when you should go to the toilet, because you don't want to miss your plane announcement or anything.
Anyway, the airport rant is done, and I promise that is the last rant for a while.
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