London Calling

Time Zone hopping or How I learned to abuse my body

The end of March through Easter was a test of the endurance of the human body for me.

First leg of the trip was a direct flight from London to Las Vegas for the Avenue A Razorfish annual client summit, so after 11 hours in the air sitting in the middle seat we arrived in Vegas in the middle of the afternoon, or so the clocks said, our bodies said it was nearer midnight. With events scheduled that evening there was no chance for sleep, so by the time we turned in that night we'd been on the go for 27 hours - ugh.

For those who have never had the pleasure of attending an AARF client summit you have to understand that sleep is low on the list of priorities, especially when you're in Vegas. So after only 10 hours of sleep across the 4 days in Vegas I hopped back on a plane to London. This time I got upgraded and an aisle seat, finally some recognition! So after only an eight hour flight filled with champagne and other treats I arrived in London on Sunday, with a day of work looming on Monday.

3 days later on Thursday Kirsten and I hopped on flights out of London to Florida for the wedding celebration of our friends Cate and Imran. Despite the total confusion that my body was experiencing the long Easter wedding weekend was phenomenal. The weather was gorgeous, we had no responsibilities (at least I didn't, Kirsten was a bridesmaid so she had an agenda), and we were staying at this little place called the Ritz. So while Kirsten did whatever it is that bridesmaids do I treated myself to a massage at the spa, drinks by the pool and caught up on some good ol' 'merican TV. The wedding ceremony took place on the beach and was beautiful, the party afterwards was loads of fun as well. The only thing that would have made the evening perfect is if BC had been able to bring the NCAA Hockey Championship home to Chestnut Hill, unfortunately it will spend the next year in Flint, Michigan, I mean come on, Flint vs. Chestnut Hill??? [Editor's note: East Lansing - Flint - East Lansing - Flint - Chestnut Hill over either of them]

While I boarded a flight back to London on Sunday, Kirsten continued west to Atlanta to visit her mother and gran. So as I sit here writing this we are less than 24 hours from being reunited (and it feels so good) and putting any serious travel plans on hold until out bodies re-acclimate.

We have guests this weekend so there should be plenty of updates...if they ever wake up!

posted by Brian and Kirsten Hennigan @ Saturday, April 14, 2007