It amazes me to think about time. Especially when you can travel and arrive before you left. As an example, I left Auckland New Zealand, at 11 p.m. at night on February 13th, and arrived in Los Angeles at 2 p.m., seven hours earlier than I left. That is a distance of 6508 miles traveled in - 9 hours. Pretty amazing, yes?
Also fun, was the act of putting my foot in the Pacific, at both ends on the same day. Here you can see me standing mid-day on the beack in Auckland, my shawl blowing in the strong breeze. The water was quite warm.
.... and here you see me, with my feet in a slightly colder Pacific, in San Diego, California, shortly after I finally landed at home, at sunset, around 5:30 p.m.
If only we had these long days to pursue creative endeavors.
btw.. when asked how long the flight was, I generally respond with five to six movies. That is generally how I measure time when flying.