Compensating for Nothing
When I get to Vegas tomorrow at 8:00, I’m going to think that it’s 8:00. When my parents are sitting at our hotel at 8:00, they’re going to think that it’s 10:00. Hmmm, so even though I don’t change time zones at all, the two hour difference still bites me. My solution to this situation is that I’m going to force myself to stay up late tonight while waking up at my normal time tomorrow morning, and then hopefully I’ll be tired enough tomorrow night to go to sleep at the same time my parents do. After all, if they’re going to sleep and I’m still wide awake, there are only so many forms of entertainment I can engage in that aren’t distracting to them.
My plan is to leave here around 2:30 tomorrow afternoon, and that should get me to the airport about an hour before my flight boards. I doubt I’ll be able to have Chili’s as a meal based on previous experiences, but I will (hopefully) go by Sbarro and have it for the first time since I left Dallas. I don’t know why Seattle feels like they have to keep all the good restaurants at the airport; I’d be just as happy to eat at these places on a regular basis as opposed to whenever I’m flying to another city.