jetlag

[kismet09]

I woke up at 5, 530 and 6, and finally decided that I might as well get out of bed. I took my bag with camera, map, water, and shawl, plus my iPod, and walked down to the river. There’s a nice path along the river, the heat hadn’t gotten bad yet (it’s supposed to hit 101 today!), and there were some runners for company (most everyone else I saw out at 645 am were homeless people). I walked for about 45 minutes, north to Burnside bridge, west to Chinatown, then back south to my hotel, for about 2.5 miles. I watched the city wake up this morning – there really wasn’t much going on until I was most of the way back, and then I started to see a couple of people, some street cleaners, etc. I stopped at Starbucks on the way back for a mocha and scone, which I took back to my room and enjoyed while watching soccer (yay England). I still don’t think my body has adjusted to the time zone yet, but I’m trying to force it to do so. I can’t believe it’s only 10am – I feel like half the day should be over by now.