I didn’t really need to think about that when I was in France, but since I’m living in Boston, understand the time zones has been a mental challenge for me. And for our friends and family in France, who, when we arrived here, were calling us at any time of night and day. We had some pretty weird Skype cessions, aka “PJ’s parties over the webcam”.
This video may be fun, but still… I don’t like that. It’s like time travelling, or day saving times, it sort of scares me.
My plane take off at 6am in Boston, and I’ll land in Arizona at 11am, after a 6 hour flight. It will be 1pm in Boston, and 7pm in Paris. Isn’t mind-blowing?