WHY JET LAG IS SO DELIGHTFUL

Finally, after two weeks of shooting Holland’s Next Top Model in foreign lands, I arrived back home. During the flight (which lasted 12 hours) I din’t sleep a wink and after such a long period in a completely different place with a different time schedule I have all the right ingredients for a supreme jet lag. And for me there is nothing quite sweeter.

FIRSTLY

My sweetheart and I once made the agreement that in case of jet lag and a long return journey home, we are immediately granted a welcome drink. Therefore it may just be the case that at twelve o’clock in the afternoon either one of us could be going through all the holiday mail or rummaging through the old newspapers with a glass of pinot grigio in our hands. Wherever we came from clearly had a long cocktail hour.

SECONDLY

It is officially allowed to go to the office in your old jeans and your favorite sweater. Everyone thinks it’s pretty brave of you to turn up after such a long haul that you can be forgiven for not looking your most well groomed. It just doesn’t matter.

THIRDLY

It’s your first, second (and don’t be shy to give the third a try) day of jet lag and it is totally okay if you do not listen to what anyone else is saying. You can just tune out if someone is telling a boring and tedious anecdote. If your attention is questioned you can get away with saying “Sorry, I my mind must have wandered off. That jet lag’s a killer, huh?”

FOURTHLY

You’re allowed to be late. Because everyone knows how impossible it is to wake up when you’re in a deep coma from a different time zone. So sleeping through the alarm is not at all unusual and therefore people don’t mind.

FIFTHLY

You’re awake at the wee hours. Normally by 11 pm I’m completely worn out, but last night I was very much enjoying a couple glasses of wine while we played records. On a Tuesday night! All thanks to jet lag. It may just not last long enough for me.