I'm back home in California after a 24 hours door-to-door trip. I was so tired I first couldn't find the car at the longterm-parking lot... even though I had written down the aisle and texted the husband the same info. I managed 36 hours without sleep when arriving in Paris and managed through my crazy week in Europe on pure will - but coming home, letting down your guard - the jetlag really hits me big time. For days I'm like a zoombie. Sleep 12 hours every night and the only thing I can think of when being up is when I'm going to get back to bed and sleep...
These short trips makes the jetlag harder - it's like your swinging the body in two opposite direction without time to bounce back.
Oh, well, it's going to be over soon and then I'm going to enjoy the fun things I picked up in Stockholm - like the bag of books from PocketShop at Arlanda...
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