Someday, I’m gonna be able to sleep on a transatlantic flight. That didn’t happen on this trip, so here’s how the last day-plus went as we got from NJ to Milan:
Friday, 5:15pm – board plane for alleged 5:50pm departure; in fact, because of Friday evening air traffic and crappy NE corridor weather, the flight is delayed
Friday, 7:15pm – Saturday, 8:30pm – listen to all sorts of crazy music, finish Spook Country
Saturday, 8:30am – land in Milan (6 hours ahead), where Amy & I go through the easiest passport control ever
8:35am-10am – get luggage, take cab ride from Malpensa airport to the city (one of my coworkers was on our flight), marvel over how much of the 45-minute trip resembles a drive down Rt. 46 back in NJ, check into hotel
10:15am-3:15pm – sleep, then wake up worrying that we’ve thrown off our sleep-patterns for the entire trip
3:15pm-8pm – clean up, meander down to Duomo, get overpriced dinner, keep meandering, try to figure out why orthodox Jews are out before sunset, take lots of pix
8pm-9:45pm – internet, TV (including Scotland vs. Italy Rugby World Cup match, made interesting by the fact that neither of us know anything about rugby), and a little reading
9:45pm – take some Nyquil, as we’re both still nagged by colds
Sunday, 9am – wake up after eleven hours of sleep, stop worrying about sleep-patterns for trip
It’s rainy and cool, but I’m sure we’ll do plenty more meandering today.
If I hadn’t been in the process of coming over to the US I should have seen you in Milan. I’m hoping to be in NJ late November (finalizing things as we speak). Drink some of that Italian coffee to get into their time zone! Ciao!