TravelBlog: Part 4 - So was 36+ hours flying really worth it ?

I'll admit, I was a tad bored at times.

And I'm quite tired of sitting down. (I asked and they wouldn't let me pedal)

But, as trips go it was survivable, though if planned again with the benefit of hindsight, I'd have elected to go the faster route as while it represented more breaks, this was a long couple days. I say that as someone that used to say a trans-pacific trip was more desireable than the short 6 hour red-eye Atlantic hops as you could eat, work, watch a movie and still get 6 hours sleep. Very civilized vs arriving bleary eye'd at dawn. Emphasis on "used to".

Even with the previous post in mind (the joys of the big airbus)I would still have gone 'faster'. The A380 by the way was unearthly large, and quiet. I walked it and there was just cabin after cabin after cabin. I even lucked out with an empty seat beside me, and so had the empty neighbour's tail camera on their personal video screen for the whole flight. Mounted high in the tail, it offers a plane-in-front forward view. That was a great perspective.

Still, the hard parts weren't the flights so much as the connecting times. 5 hours in Frankfurt, 3.5 hours in Tokyo and 3 hours in Guam. Fighting a 13 hour time difference, and knowing I wanted to sleep in a real bed tonight, I struggled to stay awake. It was one of those trips where a delay might have been welcome, but everything worked. The irony is rich.

The lesson here for us all ? Live and learn. Approaching my destination finally..can't wait.