Tuesday, 23 November 2004
Two Cities, 36 Hours, 8,000 Miles
I'm about to head to bed after a long day that straddled two time zones, wrapping up a whirlwind weekend.
Heather and I traveled to Boston for a wedding and to upstate New York to celebrate an early Thanksgiving with her family. Mixed in there were meetings with a bunch of her friends and family members. It was a fun weekend, and I'm glad to have gotten to meet so many people close to her.
As the tour guide, Heather did all the driving, so I got to sit back for long stretches. (I did the same for her on a similar trip we took to Minnesota back in September.) As a good boyfriend, though, I stayed awake the whole time that she drove.
This trip was different than any other that I've done in that we only spent a little over 36 hours in the U.S. We arrived in Boston early Friday evening and left early evening on Monday.
That means "today" has straddled two days across two timezones - usual for transatlantic trips, but further complicated by the fact that my body never really figured out which time zone to live in. Sort of a cool feeling, like the buzz I get from serial all-nighters. Only there were other people involved and I wasn't stuck in front of a computer screen.
Oh, and the weekend was much more dynamic than the writing in this entry has been.