Otherwise known as San Francisco, the line is from poet George Sterling, and the city is indeed cool and grey this morning. The same temperature as Hong Kong--60 degrees or so. The flight was enjoyable, I was seated in a row with a chatty man from India. After a good dinner, I claimed an adjacent empty bank of three seats and fell asleep to tunes from India on Singapore Airlines excellent entertainment system. An entire magazine describes its content-- hundreds of movies, music from all over the world, language lessons, city maps, games, you name it, it's probably there. I think I managed some version of sleep for half the twelve hour flight. As we flew a great circle route over the Aleutians there was only a few hours of daylight-- and the cabin shades were kept closed for that, it seems like the night has been two days long. I"m always glad when the wheels touch down, because I have recurring airplane crash dreams! My friend Mick picked me up at the airport. I'm lucky I can spend a few days in his and his partner Chris' guest room. We went out for a couple of drinks, after which I was happy to go to bed. Slept great--I think I've cheated jet lag!
No comments:
Post a Comment