I’ve written about beating jetlag before, and I’m still convinced it’s much easier to acclimate to one’s new environs by staying up as late as possible, to the point of exhaustion.
When I arrived in Hong Kong a few weeks ago, I checked into my hotel and immediately went out for a walk to get some fresh air after being cooped up on a plane for 16 hours and to tire myself out.
I was staying along the harbor front and knew that was where I wanted to go first. Unfortunately, the harbor promenade was closed for renovations, but I eventually got to an open part right on the tip of Tsim Sha Tsui. There was a Mid-Autumn Festival lantern exhibition, so I looked at that first.
I then made my way to the harbor front and suddenly all those hours on the plane and the time change paled in comparison to this:
When I turned around to walk back to the hotel, I saw more familiar sites: Mister Softee and a double-decker bus. I always love the feeling of being back in Hong Kong during those first few hours after landing there.
I stayed in an area not too far from here, about a 7 minute walk. On my way back to the hotel–which was in an entertainment area that had been seedy when I lived in Hong Kong in the 90s–I came across this alley lined with hookahs.
I got back to my hotel around 11:30pm, took a shower, and went to sleep. When I woke up at 6am, I was back on my regular schedule. Voila. No jetlag.