Mount Fuji from 20,000 feet above Tokyo

Flying due west from Chicago at 10:45 am (well sort of…we had to fly north as well, over the Aleutian Islands and the Bering Sea) took over 13 hours and me into a time warp both long & short. As if I was racing the sun, playing a childhood game, yelling “catch me if you can”, I was somewhat astounded I beat my bright friend to the finish line on the other side of the Pacific. If not for the pain in my back, I’d swear only a few hours had passed, not more than half a day.

The sun caught up to me, however, on my 6 hour flight down to Ho Chi Minh City.