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I was so excited on my first trip overseas that I went for approx 56 hrs without sleep.
I had to go to work on the day I left, so I was up at 5am, I spent the afternoon packing and repacking my bags, my flight left at 11pm, I think it was an 8hr flight to Seoul, where we had a 5 hr break before the next leg of the journey, flying to the UK via Siberia.
It was morning when I got into Heathrow, and I was buzzing with excitement. It wasn't until quite late that night, after partying with cousins, that I made myself drink a few fingers of neat scotch to knock myself out, otherwise I reckon I'd have stayed up till morning.
I was up bright and early the next day, ready to start exploring London.
Jetlag? what Jetlag.
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