Jet Lag

During the (very) long distance trips, we usually force our bodies to resist until the local sleep time, so we are able to function normal from the very next day of our arrival. We did the usual trick when arriving to Adelaide, so we slept at 23:30 and woke up at 7:30 in our first morning here.  

But guess what? 

The next night didn't work. I went to sleep at midnight and fell asleep at 4 a.m. No surprise I woke up at 1 p.m. today. 
I'm talking here about desynchronosis or circadian dysrhythmia,
which results from alterations to the body's circadian rhythms resulting from rapid long-distance trans-meridian travel on high-speed aircrafts.

Maybe is about jet lag, maybe is only about our sleepless minds, trying to cope with everything that is happening with us. 

This is going to fade, I think, or maybe we'll just learn to live with it.

We started to meet people here, to make new friends, to know the places. We felt very welcomed by people who never heard of us, friends of friends, writing nice and beautiful messages and inviting us to have a coffee together and trying to help. 

Actually, we had coffee with a new friend, and dinner with not-so-new friends, to our delight. 

 

 We already knew that the key to be successful here is networking and good relations, but they reinforced that insight.  

On our way to those meetings, we crossed the Linear Park, one of the many from Adelaide, on the Torrens River. Bogdan always carries his camera with him, so he took some pictures around. 

 

 

It's Saturday, and it seemed half of the city was around, in the Zoo, in the Botanical Garden or playing sports in the park. 

The other half is around the beaches, running, having dinner or just beers with families or friends. This is where we ended our day, in beautiful Glenelg, with a long walk on the beach and then downtown.

Glenelg

Glenelg