Being sure that pushing on through the first day (landing in London at 11:30 pm Alberta time/6:30 am local time) would set us up for one long, potentially exhausting but jet-lag busting day, I have been increasingly disappointed by my body/brain's inability to adapt.
Suffice it to say, I haven't been sleeping extremely well, but I'm coping with it in the way I cope with most irritating bodily/mind disfunctions: I choose to ignore it and push on, being sure that one fine day I will awaken refreshed and revived, the affliction being gone.
Ah, well. In spite of blood sugar & fatigue regulated mood swings, I've been able to enjoy Hawkshead & Beatrice Potter's house, several good rambles around Kendal, and a Harvest Service in Sedbergh.
Tonight we had a lovely Engagement Anniversary dinner at the French restaurant up the street, and tomorrow our charming hostess is taking us to the Wensleydale Cheese Factory in Hawes, where Wallace & Gromit's cheese comes from.
There was a rumour circulating that we'd drive back through Sedbergh to browse a bit in some of those old book shops.
And so another day in Kendal ends and in a few minutes we'll begin chasing sleep once more.
One lives in hope.
It is crazy, isn't it how the body just seems to adjust at it's own pace in spite of our best efforts.
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