![]() I should point out that these early morning taxi rides are always kind of interesting to me, as seeing a large city asleep makes my imagination wander. ![]() I pulled myself together as best I could and made my way down to the hotel lobby and into a taxi. I guess that’s worth getting up for, right? Making the realization that it was actually my alarm clock and that it was time to wake up just made things worse, and the only thing that fuled me with enough energy to drag myself out of bed was the fact that I would get to try two new-to-me airlines that day. “What the hell is that noise?!” was the only thing that my still half-asleep brain could muster to think. My iPhone alarm jolting me awake at 4am, an hour much too early for me to instantly comprehend what was happening. 10:30am is my sweet spot – it’s not too early, but early enough to get a good start on the day and still have a lot of time left over to get stuff done. ![]() I don’t want to even think about the logistics of that and how it wouldn’t work at all, but man…waking up at 4am to catch a flight is something that gets tougher for me as each year passes and quite frankly I’m getting tired of it. Sometimes I wish there was a rule in place stating that every flight in the world must depart at 10:30am.
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