Time warp, missing days and that strange place between sleep and awake.

I am not exactly sure what time it is where I am. With no wireless to connect to I can only write, but not yet post this blog, nor will my iPhone update it's clock. I've been traveling since Friday, and I think it is now Sunday, but the math doesn't add up for all the time zones I've crossed. One of those time zones was only a half hour too, making it all the more confusing. I know that the time difference is 10 and a half hours different from home, but the sun set, rose and set again while I was in transit between Newark and New Dehli. It is rising again now as I arrive in Kolkata. I've lost a day somewhere, and haven't slept since Cary, North Carolina on Thursday night. I've drifted a bit in that weird place of almost sleep, which is about the best you can hope for sitting upright on a cramped airplane. All seems a bit dreamy at present, but I still have enough energy to keep going. I'm not sure exactly when I'll find the time to catch up on sleep, if one really ever can catch up, and am guessing I have a full schedule in front of me today. I wouldn't want to waste it sleeping anyway.

There is magic to discover in the City of Joy and I'll make the most of it while this dream lasts.