I’ve been home from Hong Kong for about 3 days now. But I lost Tuesday. I got younger by 4 hours that day. Time travel is tough.

I have some rules. Unpack immediately. Put everything away. Then it seems as if I was never gone. But a nine-day trip, with a 15 hour time change takes a bit more to recover from.

I was lulled into a false security by sleeping straight through the first night home. But it doesn’t count when you don’t know if you are coming or going. Last 2 nights have been a bust. I may have to take a sleeping pill to get over the hump tonight. As I toss and turn for hours, I keep pointing out to myself, “at least you are not on the plane”.

I’m just finishing the last of the laundry. Mostly everything is put away now. But I find moments where it seems like my body is still in Asia. My mind wanders there too.

For me, most places in Asia are a riot to your senses. Exotic tastes. Wild scents. Overwhelming crowds. Cities which really never sleep, no quiet. There is a strange harmony to a place like Hong Kong. Somehow it all “works”. It just can’t properly be described. It has to be experienced.

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