The Flight Out
The flights were fine. I slept most of the way to L.A. In L.A. I had to partake of my last Starbucks….um, until I reached Singapore.
I read an entire book and watched 1 1/2 movies on the way to Tokyo. I couldn’t sleep at all. Everyone else did. Sigh. I did have a great meal on the flight–
It was the Japanese dinner.
As usual we got the funky little travel bags with essentials in them in the business class area. I love that!
I slept almost the entire way to Singapore from Tokyo. I missed dinner but they warmed something up for me. Nothing special.
We arrived at the Le Meridian (hotel) around 2:15a. After settling in we finally got to sleep around 3:30. I awoke around 6:00a convinced Scott was ringing the doorbell outside our suite. It was this insistent raspy single tone rung out repeatedly. I swam to consciousness and made Steve get up to answer the door. Strangely the sound stopped as soon as Steve woke up. No one was at the door. Steve checked the actual sound of the doorbell. It was a pleasant chime. Nothing at all like the grating rhythmic sound I had heard. Hmmmm, could it have been a certain someone snoring?!
