Thanks to spending 20 hours in an airplane full of lovely germs, I now have a cold. After reading this article in the New York Times where scientists have proven that lack of sleep can increase your risk of catching a cold, I’m not surprised I got sick. From the time I got up in New York on Thursday morning, got on my flight on Thursday night, arrived in Sydney early Saturday morning and went to bed on Saturday night, I was awake for about 42 hours. Maybe my body thought that the only way I was going to get some sleep was if I got sick. Last night I crashed out at 5:30pm and got up at 5:30am feeling slightly better but still congested and slightly jetlagged.
I am hoping that another couple of nights of good quality sleep will see me back to normal. I have 1,500 photos to sort through and worked out which ones to upload to Flickr and I can’t do that whilst feeling like I have been hit by a freight train. Damn germs have no respect for what I want to do.