The first time I flew to New York for a conference, I took the red eye. From California to New York, leaving at midnight and landing around six a.m. I thought I was being so smart … saving a night in the hotel, the flight was cheaper, I could sleep on the plane …
Not.
I was completely dead the next day, I couldn’t check into my room until after twelve noon (meaning no shower, no nap, no downtime at all …) and I never really felt like myself for the rest of the conference. I swore I would never do it again, choosing instead to waste a day traveling so I could come in, check into the hotel, sleep, and wake up refreshed.
Except, this Thrillerfest, I’m taking the red eye again.
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