7 planes in 7 days

So this is what it must be like to be a bird. Well kinda.... minus the stale and somewhat germ ridden recycled air, the sense of claustrophibia and that strange feeling of impatience combined with complete surrender.

This is what is must be like.

Actually wait on, then there is the uncomfortable squishy feeling of your body trying to manipulate some kind of fetal position so you can trick yourself into feeling like you are in a bed, meanwhile there is a tiny woman with a whole row to herself, stretched out to the max. Hold on, she is not even tall enough to use all 4 chairs!?! What a waste. Yes, this MUST be what it is like to be a bird? ... Hmhmmm..

Perhaps not.

I once caught 7 planes in 7 days. The aftermath of jet lag lasted about 7 days.
From Berlin to Barcelona,
Barcelona to Belgium,
Belgium to Abu Dhabi,
Abu Dhabi to Singapore,
Singapore to Brisbane,
Brisbane to Sydney
Sydney to Gold Coast...
Grounded again and exhausted from the movement, I took my time to recover! Lots of sleep, water, long walks and hot baths (with epsom salts) helped to replenished my system.


On my next post I will share my tips on how to fly well :-)