Though we are now experts at traveling – we pack to perfection, can simultaneously slip off our shoes, remove our belt, coat, & laptop faster than the speed of sound, and discern the least frightening entree by reading the subtle facial queues of flight attendants (in multiple languages I may add). Unfortunately I was recently reminded that  I too am not immune to the out-of-body experiences of jetlag.

When traveling from London to the  West Coast of North America, the time difference is 8 hours (except during that one week when GMT moves before anyone else and the world on either side of the pond is turned upside-down and rivers run backward, people call at weird hours, dogs meow, etc.), which unfortunately means that even if you want to stay awake past the afternoon viewing of Oprah, it is a pointless quest while competing against the physical and psychological ravages of jetlag. Jetlag also causes some rather strange things to occur as well, such as brushing your teeth twice. Or brushing your teeth twice with your hairbrush. Or brushing your teeth at all… and so on.

And that leads to me come clean on a relatively recent jetlag experience that occurred after a lovely spa day in Seattle. I was fine, my shoes were on the right feet, my nose was still attached to my face and my hair (which was freshly cleaned) was styled to perfection. It just needed a bit of glue to hold it in perfect place, so I sprayed it nicely with the pretty blue bottle of hairspray. Unfortunately, as it turns out, Suave actually makes deodorant in a spray (Who’d have thought about that nifty innovation? Wasn’t the stick good enough?). Luckily it was a nice clean powder-fresh scent that brought aromas of flowers and joy to all I met for the remainder of the day….