From what I can see I have either a strange view on the world, an inability to adequately suppress what I'm thinking, a mouth that should sometimes stay shut or all of the above. Yaa - who cares... welcome to my world!
That sums up my second leg. I've just spent an additional 14 hours on a plane (following on from the original 10, and a 7 hour layover in Singapore) and to be honest - I feel just "dislocated". My body has no idea what time it is, according to one clock it is currently 7:25 in the morning (NZT), I came via Singapore and stopped there long enough to marvel at the wonders of a 7 eleven store selling all manner of Asian American goods (Twinkies - remember those?), but I stopped there ...