You hear and smell the lady two seats down from you barfing sporadically throughout your 8-hour flight but can’t quite make yourself wake-up enough to care.

You fall asleep in the airport in Belgium while laying across a metal chair divider.  It hurts (a lot), but you don’t care.

You hear this announcement at the beginning of your third flight, “Welcome aboard.  The flight from Washington D.C. to Albuquerque will take four hours and two minutes.  Enjoy the in-flight movie ‘Secretariat’ while the flight attendants serve you refreshments.”  You doze off, and the next thing you hear is, “Please prepare for our final approach into Albuquerque.”  You completely miss the movie and the refreshments.

You’re finally home after a 35-hour trip.  It’s midnight, and all you want to do is talk while your poor wife is lovingly trying to listen as she falls asleep.

You finally fall asleep, but at 5:30AM, you’re wide awake and ready for the day…only to hit a wall at 7:30AM and sleep until 10:30AM, when you have to force yourself to get up, even though it’s the last thing on earth you want to do.

Jet lag.  I’ve got it bad!