So I moved into my apartment yesterday and got all settled in. I forced myself to stay awake all day since the first day I got here, I took an accidental 5 hour nap. I think naps are the enemy when it comes to jet lag.
Anyway, my first night here was loud. The busy streets shed noise from trucks unloading, people coming back from the bars at 4AM, and loud conversations between others on the street. I slept from midnight till 4 and then found myself wide awake until now, morning.
I am also starving. I have been counting down the minutes until restaurants open outside, because my fridge is broken and I have no real people food in here. How sad is it that I am actually going to be the first one in Subway this morning?
And my appetite has been WAY off. I am craving a sandwich filled with meat and cheeses and spicy mustard, while I should want breakfast.
At least I can talk to people back at home when I find myself up in the middle of the night here! It's not too lonely being awake when you can chat with your loved ones. The only issue is, sleep deprivation makes me so emotional. So I find myself crying for no reason when I skype my boyfriend, but I have just accepted the fact that I am a jet-lagged, slap happy, hormonal tourist for the first week I am here.
OK subway opens in 10 minutes - gotta run.
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Anyway, my first night here was loud. The busy streets shed noise from trucks unloading, people coming back from the bars at 4AM, and loud conversations between others on the street. I slept from midnight till 4 and then found myself wide awake until now, morning.
I am also starving. I have been counting down the minutes until restaurants open outside, because my fridge is broken and I have no real people food in here. How sad is it that I am actually going to be the first one in Subway this morning?
And my appetite has been WAY off. I am craving a sandwich filled with meat and cheeses and spicy mustard, while I should want breakfast.
At least I can talk to people back at home when I find myself up in the middle of the night here! It's not too lonely being awake when you can chat with your loved ones. The only issue is, sleep deprivation makes me so emotional. So I find myself crying for no reason when I skype my boyfriend, but I have just accepted the fact that I am a jet-lagged, slap happy, hormonal tourist for the first week I am here.
OK subway opens in 10 minutes - gotta run.
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