Somewhere in the dark of night, cruising at 38,000 feet over the vastness of the Pacific ocean, we lost Nov 25th.
We left Seattle early Thursday evening (Thanksgiving) getting to LA in plenty of time for our 11pm departure to Australia. Feeling sluggish from the desire to sleep but wide-eyed for the adventure in front of us, we finally boarded for our 14-hour flight to Brisbane. The girls locked into their entertainment consoles with multiple movie channels with viewing control from their seats. They didn't contemplate sleep until the little wee hours. When it came time to crash, we were able to squeeze the girls into a mostly outstretched position across 3 seats for a solid 5-6 hours each of horizontal sleep.
Our arrival in Australia was marked with rapid passage through Australia customs and immigration and out into the public waiting area and a balmy 80F day where our friend Sean awaited ready to whisk us home to his place. It was just 8:30am in the morning, but on the morning of Nov 26th. We apparently lost Nov 25th.
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