"What time is it?" "You mean now?"

The above exchange took place between Hall of Fame Yankee catcher Yogi Berra and a New York Sports reporter. In Yogi’s case, his response (the “you mean now” part) didn’t make much sense but nothing he said ever made much sense. However, this exchange seems like the perfect way to describe a 24-hour journey, 17-hour time-change and 15-hour flight. I never had a Wednesday, May 19th, which also happens to be my dad’s birthday (Happy Birthday Dad!).

So here I am, sitting in a café (using their free wifi) on a Thursday afternoon. It’s 4:00 p.m. and the sun is setting. Needless to say, my internal clock is left feeling more confused than Ms. South Carolina trying to answer a geography question
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj3iNxZ8Dww).

The plane flight from San Francisco to Sydney was about 15 hours. The plane we flew on was a friggin’ behemoth (yes, that is a technical term). I had never seen anything so big. It was as if someone took a ten-story building, turned it on its side and attached wings. I was in awe. Here’s a picture (http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1500000/space-ship-star-trek-1509533-540-304.jpg). Okay, I lied but you get the point. Since there were approximately a gazillion seats on the flying building and not that many people on planet earth, there was actually room to spread out and even lie down on the plane. I found my row created a bed with the complimentary pillows and passed out half way through the movie “Leap Year”. I slept on and off for a majority of the flight. It wasn’t as bad as I had anticipated. A little bumpy considering the size of the spacecraft (plane) but nothing too bad. The only negative was that my window seat was basically pointless since the entire fifteen hours were spent in complete darkness minus the last twenty minutes in which I was rewarded with a picturesque sunrise. There’s a picture below.

So after reading two and a half books, spending nearly 24 hours flying, sitting, eating, waiting, and listening to an incredible amount of music, I arrived safely in Sydney. I am ready to embark on this journey and looking forward to everything Australia has in store for me.



My picture of the sunset from the plane. Okay, so I haven't mastered taking a photo through a window yet but trust me, it's there.