It turns out, if you’re bad at something at home, you’re still bad at it when you travel.
You don’t. There is no beating jet-lag. You can bargain with it, like the lesser God it is, but there is no beating jet-lag. No matter how far you run, how many energy drinks you drink, or how much sleep you get on the airplane jet-lag will find you; and when it does, the best thing you can do, is give in.
My greatest fear isn’t heights or the ocean, it’s a dermatologist appointment.
That is the ultimate question.
Everyone has those activities–or meals or pit-stops–they have to do every time they go on a trip. For me, those rituals are quite small, and to some may seem outlandish, but everybody’s got their ticks.