To say that I was jetlagged when I arrived in Seattle, is a gross understatement. But, take that to a whole new level and you’ve nearly got to the state I was in when I arrived home in London on Friday morning.
I could barely see straight I was so tired… but I had to stay awake. I was on a Keep Awake Mission, determined to not let the jet lag beat me… so I abandoned my suitcase full of dirty laundry and headed out for a walk in the sunshine (sunshine!) in Walthamstow.