I managed to sleep for most of the twelve hour flight over, arriving at 11am in Tel Aviv. I thought this would be a good way to combat jet lag, but alas, I am experiencing symptoms of the six hour time difference. Besides being a little hazy (which, admittedly, I generally am anyways) the most notable result is the following : while I have no trouble falling asleep around midnight, I am suddenly wide awake at 4am. Frustrating? Yes, a little. As the sun was rising on my second day, and I was restlessly lying in bed, I thought maybe I would just stay awake until Sabrina woke up, see her off to work and then have an early start to a productive day. Instead, I fell back asleep about half an hour before the alarm went off, mumbled some manner of incoherence as Sabrina left for the day, and eventually came to at 11am.
Clever as she is, Sabrina had a plan for the next night! Perhaps a couple glasses of wine after dinner would lull me into a solid 7 hours of sleep. The result : I once again was wide awake at 4am, but this time, I was a little hung over, incapable of shaking my somewhat unpleasant consciousness. That said, I did manage to roll out of bed with her this morning, and am looking forward to a nice full day of bass playing and shoe buying.
Silly jet lag. Sleep is for locals.
- Dony
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