Writing this from the Frankfurt airport. The flight from Riyadh to Frankfurt was a brutal one for me. It left at 12:50 am (which is not a great time to start your 30 hour trip home). I took an Ativan but hardly slept at all. I was hot, tired, nauseous and squished. I have a window seat for the Frankfurt to Vancouver trip so I’m hoping that helps the nausea. Thank goodness for movies — I watched “Friends with Benefits” and “Thor”. Both were good, although I’m pretty sure my judgement was impaired.
We landed, had a shower and I had an hour’s sleep in the lounge. We have a 6.5 hour layover so there’s plenty of time. I wish I’d slept longer but I woke up needing to pee urgently. Plus I was cold. So I’ve been sitting here for the last couple of hours doing my expenses, drinking luke warm tea and generally feeling sorry for myself. I’m debating lying down again but I think I’d have to set an alarm to wake myself up and I think I’d feel worse afterward. I feel like a zombie, and I’m crossing my fingers that I can sleep on the next leg.
I think I’ll go sit on a couch and veg.
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