Time Travel

As Tyson and I were eating breakfast this morning, I realized that something about our trip wasn't making sense to me. My confusion was related to our departure from San Francisco and the extraordinary speed at which it appeared we would arrive in Bangkok. Our flight out of SFO leaves on December 27th at 12:05 am and is scheduled to arrive in Bangkok at 11:20 am on December 28th. Given the fact that Bangkok is 15 hours ahead of us in California, how could we possibly leave at night on the 27th and arrive first thing the next morning on the 28th?

Is it time travel? Did we get a special deal with our plane tickets that will get us from Point A to Point B faster than it is possible (and logical for that matter)? Hooray for time travel! Our 4 month trip will be so much easier! No long bus rides cramped in small seats with farm animals, no overnight trains where sleep is fleeting as you worry about someone running off with your belongings. For a brief moment, we were puzzled, yet hopeful.

And then, our brains kicked in.

You see, when your plane leaves on December 27th at 12:05 am, you don't actually leave on the night of December 27th, you leave very late on the night of December 26th. And you fly and you fly and you fly and you completely lose December 27th somewhere between here and there and arrive safely in Thailand on December 28th.

Right. It seems so obvious. Except it wasn't. Time travel. You were ours for a moment.

It's ok. We are taking comfort in the fact that we were smart enough to figure this out before we showed up at the airport on the night of the 27th and found out that our plane had left 24 hours earlier. Go Team.