From one Business Lounge to the Next

I have no idea what time it is anywhere other than here.  Where is here?  hmmm... that's right, I am in Hong Kong.  It's almost 7:30am.  I need to be at the gate by 8:45am.  There I have written it there so I needn't trust myself to remember.

I have fallen out of time.  I slept some on the plane, but just small bits at a time.  Which reminds me, Eric Claptons album, Old Sock seems pretty interesting.  I had it on repeat while I was trying to sleep and I am unsure if I slept for moments, or if I slept for the full album through, but I felt as if I kept dozing off during one song.  I would awake and it seemed like it was still the same song.  I did the same thing through mutliple episodes of The Big Bang Theory.  So, I arrived in Hong Kong, fuzzy brain tired and struggling to hold a train of thought.  Clear that the most important thing for me to remember is the location of the next gate, the boarding time, and to watch the current time.

I repacked again.  Consolidating and tightening everything up in my wheelie bag and unloading more of my shoulder bag.  I can already tell that I brought too much stuff and I am not going to enjoy lugging it around.  I will pitch what I can over the course of the trip and I will definitely check a bag on the way home.

I really want to try to have a nap on the plane.  Not so much sleep that I can't get too sleep tonight, but enough that I can speak coherently to immigration in Jakarta.  I believe I do the immigration thing there and then on to Semarang.  I was terribly anxious about not knowing all the details and specifics and realized, that knowing or not knowing wouldn't change anything.  The important thing is to have what I need easily accessible (passport, hotels, e-tickets) and to be well enough rested that I can respond to questions and correctly fill out forms.

 I have about 30 minutes before I head over to the gate for boarding and I have just sat back down.  I asked one of the people about something cool to drink (i only see staffing at the espresso area) and he says, "let me get you a glass of Champagne and a cool bottle of water"...  perfect.  Champagne in hand, a little more people watching and then off to the gate for the next leg of this journey.  This next flight is 4 hours and 45 minutes.  Then I have 2.5 hours to clear immigration and then the last flight of the day is 1 hour 15 minutes.  I am trying to appreciate each segment for what it is and how i feel and how it propels me into the bit of time, the next situation.

Technology creates an expectation of being able to communicate with home in a certain way.  Fails.  But there are other options and this is one of them.

Well, it should be quite obvious by now, that I haven't much to say at this point.  Think I'll sip that cool drink and just do a little people watching for my last 20 minutes in this lounge.

Hope you all are having a good Saturday.  I view comments as encouragement, so if you want to hear more, leave me one.