When I was first booking flights to go from San Francisco to London to Cape Town to Dublin and then later to New York before returning to San Francisco, I thought I would be completely exhausted. I packed vitamins being convinced that I would be absolutely demolished. It was exactly the opposite: I became full of energy and insatiable for more adventure. Something about going to sleep and waking up in completely different places is absolutely amazing. I didn’t want it to stop.
Here’s a photo-summary of the adventure (all photos below are from my trip):
I had my first experience flying Upper Class on Virgin Atlantic. All the seats flipped over into a completely horizontal bed. At night, the only illumination were these dim blue controls and every passenger was wrapped up like a mummy. I felt like I was on a starship, like I may have stumbled into one of Stargate Universe‘s (one of my all-time favorite shows) sets at the end where they all enter stasis pods.
It was also a little disorienting for me once I was in South Africa. There were so many wild animals that you’d run into just while doing normal day-to-day activities. It felt like something was off – these animals were clearly only supposed to be found in zoos (in my experience), so I kept feeling like we were just walking through one large zoo – it took a while for me to get used to seeing the silhouette of baboons on the road, penguins hanging out on the beach, polkadot turkeys (guineafowl) in parking lots and rock hyraxes on sidewalks.