It's 02:09 and despite insufficient sleep the night before last (poor judgement - late coffee) I am awake.
Since then I've survived the limo ride through the relentless snow to the airport, a Quiznos sub and the overnight flight from Pittsburgh via Paris to Newcastle. It helped that once again I was treated like minor royalty, wheeled to the front of every queue and given 3 seats to sprall across for the transatlantic leg. Mrs Doubleu also had 3 seats and sensibly decided to catch some sleep.
I couldn't help myself with the seat back video entertainment system and despite my better judgement watched The Damned United (good), Funny People (so-so), the Invention of Lying (oh-no) and Dexter (episodes exactly where we'd left off - a sign?). So, no sleep there then despite the room to stretch out.
I crashed out almost as soon as we had said our hellos to Max and Jeff. Some amazingly vivid dreams followed, many of which featured sirens, buzzers and bells. Claire's walk with Jeff lasted about an hour longer than planned and yep, she'd spent at least half an hour leaning on the doorbell in the freezing cold. Well if you will go walkies without housekeys...
Anyway what was I saying? You're awake when no-one else is and feel the need to prattle on to the blogosphere... There's an app for that.
App: blogpress.
Diagnosis: jetlag.
Since then I've survived the limo ride through the relentless snow to the airport, a Quiznos sub and the overnight flight from Pittsburgh via Paris to Newcastle. It helped that once again I was treated like minor royalty, wheeled to the front of every queue and given 3 seats to sprall across for the transatlantic leg. Mrs Doubleu also had 3 seats and sensibly decided to catch some sleep.
I couldn't help myself with the seat back video entertainment system and despite my better judgement watched The Damned United (good), Funny People (so-so), the Invention of Lying (oh-no) and Dexter (episodes exactly where we'd left off - a sign?). So, no sleep there then despite the room to stretch out.
I crashed out almost as soon as we had said our hellos to Max and Jeff. Some amazingly vivid dreams followed, many of which featured sirens, buzzers and bells. Claire's walk with Jeff lasted about an hour longer than planned and yep, she'd spent at least half an hour leaning on the doorbell in the freezing cold. Well if you will go walkies without housekeys...
Anyway what was I saying? You're awake when no-one else is and feel the need to prattle on to the blogosphere... There's an app for that.
App: blogpress.
Diagnosis: jetlag.
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