Travelling Through Time

Following a fusion of flights we arrived in Christchurch yesterday, transferred to the Copthorne Commodore Hotel and decided to relax in our room rather than set out to explore immediately.

This turned out to be a good decision as we were feeling the effects of travelling through different time zones. Somehow we lost eight hours by the end of our second flight and a further five by the time we landed.

The fast track through Singpore airport enabled us to make our connecting flight, which had been held back for us, but no doubt added to feeling confused about which day it was.

It took a while to assimilate the two night flights with no day between them.

Now we know how it feels to travel through time I am wondering how Dr. Who can keep looking so fresh. Perhaps it’s down to his regenerative powers or maybe it’s the sonic screwdriver.

Oh for the day when we will be able to say ‘beam us up, Scottie!’

In the meantime we are now benefitting from the restorative powers of a good night’s sleep and are raring to go. First stop Christchurch.