As I type this I am whizzing somewhere above the Pacific. I could select the map on the Singapore Airlines KrisWorld system to find out exactly where, but it’s more fun to guesstimate. After all, I have at least 7 hours more on this flight so why not try to turn everything into a game. Am I above Japan? Guam? Somewhere near the Arctic? Who knows!
I had a sad realization a few minutes ago. There are days in Singapore when I am more sedentary than sitting on a 16 hour flight. In the past 7 hours of the flight I have gotten up at least 4 or 5 times (don’t fret – I’m in an aisle seat so I’m not bothering anyone), paced around the plane, and loitered in the lounge area in the back. Compare that to a day in Singapore where I sit in my desk chair, use the computer, turn to watch the tv, and turn back to the computer.
No wonder I feel unhealthy.
Movies watched so far: Walk Hard (not as funny as I would have hoped), There Will Be Blood, and Juno (for the 3rd time). 2 Days in Paris is on the screen now.