Nine days have passed since I left home, and only two nights have I gotten more than three hours of sleep.

I could blame the jetlag, dramatic culture changes, or the inability to quiet my mind.

However, I’ll just say it was the energy of Hong Kong itself that kept me moving.

Get Up and Go!

After being unfathomably tired every single night, I woke up by 4:00 am at the latest and could not go back to sleep. When I woke up I felt incredibly energized.

After spending so much time living in a quiet forest, placing myself into the middle of Asia’s World City was an unavoidable jolt.

Wan Chai, Hong Kong, Hong Kong, SAR China

10:47 am Hong Kong Time; 21st Jan 2018

9:47 pm East Coast USA; 20 Jan 2018

Jet Lagged

Today is the second day of being 13 hours ahead of my home timezone. A bizarre experience it has been to say the least. It is the second straight morning I have woken up at 3am and not gone back to sleep. Joy.

The journey began with a short flight to Miami, immediately followed by a 3 hour flight to Dallas and a stay overnight.

After a 16 hour 30 minute flight that left Dallas Wednesday morning, we scraped the wheels into Hong Kong around sunset on the following day.

For whatever reason, I only managed to sleep for 40 minutes on the very long flight, despite the very comfortable seating arrangements.

Deplaning

Oh shit. Immigration and customs time. My biggest irrational fear in regards to travel.

Are they going to ask me a bunch of questions that I won’t remember the answers to after all this flying? Will I be able to understand their accents? Will I fall into a coma while waiting in the horrendous line?