I came on a cruise to see new places and have new experiences, and this week didn’t disappoint. I was stung by a bee on a beach in Tahiti, learned our itinerary is changing due to the Corona Virus, and lost Wednesday.
I went to sleep Tuesday night, February 25th and woke up on Thursday morning, February 27th. No, I didn’t sleep through Wednesday because Wednesday, February 26th didn’t exist on our cruise ship this week. We crossed the international date line on our way to New Zealand and Wednesday, February 26th disappeared.
On Tuesday the captain reminded us to advance our clock 23 hours. This sounds like a big change, and it is the loss of a day, but if I think about it in a different way, I realize it’s only a one-hour change to my day-to-day schedule. It’s the same process we follow every Autumn in the US when we set the clocks back one hour and have an earlier sunrise and sunset.
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