So I dreamt (dreamed? one of those) that Gene and I were flying to Malaysia via Germany (which we are). I know our itinerary pretty thoroughly and I know that the planes are big ones (which YES is at least 10% of the reason I agreed to this silliness) and I am really really looking forward to getting to go on big airplanes.
So anyway… I dreamed that we got on the first plane and (in the dream) I didn’t wake up until we got off the second plane. I dreamed I missed the whole damn thing. In actuality, it’s something like 20 hours of flying one way. I don’t think the chances are high that I’ll miss much. LOL. Gene is a little worried about being cooped up in a plane that long. I’m not too worried (assuming I don’t run out of reading materials and White Dog can keep a charge. (Note to self: make sure White Dog’s power cord and international plug in doodad are in my carry on, not Gene’s). Worst case scenario we can always split a Lunesta.