Over The Sea

I'm really not sure what time it is - it would be 4AM if I were in Qatar but that's various hours to the West.

Amusing: I have more navigational power on my wrist and in my hands than the Great Explorers could dream of! Yet.... All I really know is that I am in Seat 30K. I'm just insufficiently motivated to figure out what time zone I am in. GMT +4-8 is close enough.

More importantly: I hit the Empty Seat Lottery! On a 14hr flight, having one of the few empty seats on the plane beside me is a delight and I am duly delighted about it! That my row-mate is a friendly and funny septegenarian just makes it that much better.

I should acknowledge my sense of gratitude is easy: I am among the lucky ones who sleep like a baby on a plane. Sure... I can't reach stuff on the high shelves, but moments like right now? It all feels worth it. A few light stretches in the aisle, a cup of coffee, and I feel almost as good as I would waking up at home.

We only have ~six hours left ... It beats cruising the high southern latitudes in a wooden ship, shivering in wet wool and seal skins, hoping to see land again someday, without even a chronograph.

And that I can post this via satellite-powered internet while flying?!? We live in the future.Baca lagi