1am: both awake
5am: M asleep, me awake awake awake
10am: both asleep
12pm: M awake, out to buy lunch (breakfast? dinner??)
12.30: both awake, eating
1pm: me just resting eyes before we go out
1.05: both asleep
6pm: me awake, M asleep, when he wakes up we’ll get up
6.05: both asleep
11pm: both awake…
And so Monday was entirely lost. And the jet lag drama continues…
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J and I call that kind of jet lag “being all Byron Bay” because the first time we travelled to Oz together we stopped in Byron (via Brisbane) before heading south to the family and we never really got into the timezone properly. We stayed in a 5* apartment at a beachside suburb and with crisp white sheets, extraordinary shower (with pressure!) and complementary fruit basket and nibbles we ventured out at very strange hours to stock up on DVDs and take away food. We spent the better part of five days being awake at night and asleep during the day!