The best thing to do after a 9-hour flight and 12 hours traveling? Get on another plane.
I called my mom during my layover and reported that I hadn’t slept, and wasn’t planning on it during the next leg. That way, I’d arrive in the San Francisco airport ready to sleep off the journey.
Ten minutes into the five-hour transcontinental flight, my head hit the tray table and I fell fast asleep.
I woke to the crackling speaker and the captain’s voice “…landing in San Francisco, about 11:30 pm local time.”
What? I’d slept through the whole flight? Oh glorious day!
I decided to make a celebratory trip to the bathroom to stretch my aching muscles before they turned on the seatbelt sign and prepared the cabin for landing. While I waited for the little indicator light to turn green and vacant, I asked the woman behind me if she knew how long it would be until we landed.
“Well, he said 11:30, so however long it is from now until 11:30, I guess,” she hazarded.
“Yeah…I just don’t know what time it is…” In other words, your response is entirely useless.