from Hong Kong airport (from my diary en route)
I am flying the
I raised the window shade and it is all white outside. It is blinding as I am sitting on the sunny side. We are cruising at that place between sky and clouds, so it seems we are neither here nor there.
Such an odd place to be. I set my watch for
To enter a plane, especially one this large is a marvel (777) – it is another world. A really long flight like this is really a time machine transporting me to another world. Even the more so as it became another day as I changed my watch ahead even before we cleared
So what is time? (I have 14 hrs to think about it) I never seem to have enough of it, and here I am giving a whole day of it away to the ether. As I write I have spent about
My father has been going through chemo and found out that he has beaten it for now and his cancer is in remission. He has been given some extra time as well!
I am writing this as we have turbulence… I looked at the map there was a bump as we crossed the international dateline (now what day is it?) curious… I wonder what happens on board a ship… So it is a new day, after all this is where it starts…
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