Coldplayer
It's official; my UK holiday is over. Whilst the whole travelblog idea never took off, I have no doubt that the trip has left me with a lot to reflect upon, the stories from the travel unravelling in my journal over the next few weeks, rather than a simple 'report'. In many ways, the holiday was into my 'mind' as much as it was about a physical location.
A short anacedote now though from my return flight to New Zealand; my biggest worry on an airplane is getting enough sleep. When you're up in the air for 10 hours straight at a time (and it takes in general about 22-23 hours to fly from the UK), sleeping really is the only way to make that time pass with any sort of speed at all. I've gotten into the habit of taking with me some sleeping-pills when I fly, obtained from my pharmacist. These are good enough - one of these and I'm usually pretty sure I'll be out like a light for the next 4-6 hours, only it isn't very restful sleep like natural sleep is.
On the leg of my return flight that was from Frankfurt to Shanghai however, I had run out of pills, having taken them on the outward journey. Even more harrowing, was the fact that my neighbour, a chinese lady, decided that she was going to listen to obnoxious pop music really really loud on the crappy airplane headphones, a terrible racket right next to my ear on top of the other general discomfort one feels in the economy class seats. I was in sleepless hell.
After a couple of hours of general not-getting-to-sleep, I decided that my only hope was to put in my own headphones and play something non-intrusive enough to cancel out my neighbours noise. But what would I listen to?
I chose Coldplay's Viva La Vida. The next thing I know, it's about six hours later, and I feel much like I've been hit with the sledgehammer-sleep that my sleeping-tablets usually provide.
So it's official; Coldplay are a soporific. Imagine that. I feel like I've had a breakthrough in medical science.
Coldplay: Use only under doctor's supervision. Not to be used whilst operating heavy machinery
A short anacedote now though from my return flight to New Zealand; my biggest worry on an airplane is getting enough sleep. When you're up in the air for 10 hours straight at a time (and it takes in general about 22-23 hours to fly from the UK), sleeping really is the only way to make that time pass with any sort of speed at all. I've gotten into the habit of taking with me some sleeping-pills when I fly, obtained from my pharmacist. These are good enough - one of these and I'm usually pretty sure I'll be out like a light for the next 4-6 hours, only it isn't very restful sleep like natural sleep is.
On the leg of my return flight that was from Frankfurt to Shanghai however, I had run out of pills, having taken them on the outward journey. Even more harrowing, was the fact that my neighbour, a chinese lady, decided that she was going to listen to obnoxious pop music really really loud on the crappy airplane headphones, a terrible racket right next to my ear on top of the other general discomfort one feels in the economy class seats. I was in sleepless hell.
After a couple of hours of general not-getting-to-sleep, I decided that my only hope was to put in my own headphones and play something non-intrusive enough to cancel out my neighbours noise. But what would I listen to?
I chose Coldplay's Viva La Vida. The next thing I know, it's about six hours later, and I feel much like I've been hit with the sledgehammer-sleep that my sleeping-tablets usually provide.
So it's official; Coldplay are a soporific. Imagine that. I feel like I've had a breakthrough in medical science.
Coldplay: Use only under doctor's supervision. Not to be used whilst operating heavy machinery