Sleeping on planes
Until I began my first fortnight in this job by flying to Durban, I’d never been able to sleep on a plane. But going into a series of meetings right off an overnight flight – it started to look like I’d better find out how, and soon.
With the advice of my lovely nurse housemate, Ali, who is acquainted with the strange sleep patterns of shift work, I took my ear plugs, eye mask, lavender oil and piriton and trusted sleep would come.
It didn’t. Until the flight home – after 10 days of meetings, late nights, discussion and a whirling brain. And I SLEPT.
So, the answer to sleeping on a plane? It’s pretty simple, really. Be Really Tired.
So I’m hoping that the same principle will apply when we take off for Durban again on Sunday night. These last 6 weeks, we’ve scarcely gone a day without a meeting. All very necessary to fill in the blanks of our proposal.
We’ve come a long way since we were last in South Africa. It’ll be great to share with our partners there the enthusiasm of UK organisations looking to get involved. Joining the dots – this is what we’re doing.
And hopefully getting a little sleep on the way.
Jenny


