I used to be able to travel gracefully. Not anymore. By the time we got off our last plane - a tiny Continental Express aircraft with hard seats and not even the smallest comforts - last night at 10:45, I looked like I'd been rode hard and put away wet. Forget the lag, people, I was the jet hag! My bed never felt so dreamy as it did last night.
And now, back to the real world, which I'm sure will be its own kind of adventure today.