I slept for an hour. It's now 5 am here in Kashiwa, Japan, and the jet lag has already kicked in. It's either that or my not-being-able-to-sleep-on-planes thing is keeping me wide awake because I'm over-tired; fourteen hours flying through the air without sleep kind of over-tired.
Sitting in an aisle seat--my preference--didn't help, either. Not when I had two trimless and fitless elderly people sitting in the window and middle seats to my left, and a lady in front of me who kept her seat reclined for the entire flight. I'm sure she slept very well. I don't recall her going to the bathroom. Now that's weird.
But the word reclined doesn't describe my predicament fully. Here's a better picture for you. Imagine the LCD television screen on the back of her chair, the one I watched my inflight movies on, about five to six inches from my nose for almost fourteen hours, and the rest of me only a few more inches farthur. Now add one wide-hipped elderly person angling through this narrow, oblique space--made insignificantly less narrow after I had gotten up--and then go one better: add an immobile armrest, whose obtrusive position made Jason and the Argonauts' navigation through the clashing rocks a piddling undertaking in comparison. I'm talking twice I narrowly missed serious damage amidships myself.
Anyway, I'm going for another can of Sapporo Kissui Original Coffee from the vending machine. If I can't sleep, I might as well stay as wide awake as possible.
I'll be back with more on my trip and hopefully some pictures. Seems I forgot to take the USB cable for my camera. It's the one with the smaller plug on the end. I took the one with the slightly larger plug on the end, but not the one with the largest plug on the end; so at least I was half right.