Good morning from Tokyo! It’s 5am on Monday morning and I can’t sleep, and I don’t think I have slept.
Luckily though Alex and I have been googling the best ways to recover from jet lag.
- Go to bed at a normal time (we went to bed at 8pm)
- Wake up at a normal time aka set an alarm (we woke up at 2pm)
- Eat the right meals at the right time of day (we asked for breakfast recommendations at 3pm, which the hostel staff obviously found hilarious. Even more so because the day before we had asked them for dinner recommendations at the same time).
It’s here, it’s happening, I am flying to Japan.
Whilst the last week has involved me frantically googling ‘how to lose a stone in 4 days’ as well as ‘will my anti-malarials kill me?’, I have decided now is the time to simply accept that what will be will be and I should just take life as it comes and, you know, be zen and stuff.
Obviously I fell asleep for the first half hour of the plane journey and then stayed awake for the next eleven and a half, but luckily Alitalia’s on flight entertainment system was on hand to bat away boredom, although after saying goodbye to your sister for fourteen months I would wholeheartedly not recommend watching Frozen, because yes, I do want to build a snowman.