I spent most of the flight watching season 4 of Bake off.
We got on the plane at around 3pm on 03-June, flew for 12-ish hours. By the time we landed and I finally got home it was 10pm on 04-June.
I hate flying west across the international date line, I lose a day. I also hate coming home after flying, I have no appetite and the flat feels like it needs to be cleaned. Stupid weather, making everything moldy.
Grumble grumble grumble.