Jet lag
Wow. That's been something. It has been a long trip from New Orleans via Chicago O'Hare via London Heathrow to Düsseldorf. The worst thing occured to me in London. Apparently, Heathrow does not have a decent transportation system. Therefore, they use buses to take passengers from terminal to terminal. Guess who had a short connection? Guess who missed the first bus and had to wait ten minutes for the next(regularly one is supposed to wait 6 minutes, but it was not a regular day)? Guess who stood in the wrong (read: slow) line at security? Yes, naturelich, you have already guessed correctly.
You can imagine my relief when I noticed the flight was delayed. This actually gave me a few minutes to walk (read: not run) to the gate. It was a British Airways flight. Yes, and there was a reason for the delay - the air condition was not working. After my rush to the gate I had just cooled down a little bit. And things were starting to heat and sweat up again. Imagine: we are sitting there in this miserable British Airways plane and little flight attendant cannot bring no water to none of the passengers. Yeah, exactly, remember the slogan: ba.com - making traveling easier?
The pilot was going like hell to make up for the delay and he was able to cut it down to 45 minutes only. By that time, the air condition was running again. I went home just to unpack my suitcase, water the plants and grab something to eat. I just wanted to sleep - but could not. I therefore enjoyed watching some decent German television. I went to bed at 1 a.m. and slept 14 hourse until 3 p.m.
A new personal record! Can you imagine? I could've slept even longer but the phone was ringing and this woke me up. Bad luck, I know.
The bad news is: my sleep cycle is completely messed up. I woke up at 4 a.m. and started to read and work and naturelich update my blog. And now I am waiting for the shops to open - I am hungry...