I haven't moved

So a few hours ago, I was flying over Russia. And now I'm still flying over Russia.... Russia is big... I'm glad I'm not trying to explore Russia. I'm now in what feels like hour 26 of this 12 hour flight. It's been suggested that because I normally sleep through the long hauls, this one feels longer.

Selfie! Again!

I forgot to introduce Joy before (I think I mentioned her in the last post). I met her as we disembarked from the Auckland to Shanghai flight, and of course we banded together to find our way. She too is on this flight, somewhere.


Oh, and Joy says "Hi" to Lucas and Skylar (I told her about my niece and nephew). Speaking of which.....



Mum, Skylar, Amy....... These are PANDA bears! (To anyone else reading, inside joke I'm afraid).

9600 sheets of toliet paper

My brain works in odd ways. It's exception based. Buying razor blades isn't exceptional. However, running low is. So my brain raises an exception when this happens. When I buy more however, it doesn't reset that flag.

So I keep buying more packs. Each and every shopping trip. The longer it has been since the exception, the more desperate the circumstance, so I buy bigger packs. When I now have 4 large packs of razor blades, my mind finally raises a Too Many Razor Blades exception, and I stop buying them.

This explains how I now have 48 rolls of toilet paper; when my mind finally decides that for a man living by himself, this is too many.

That's over 9000 sheets of toilet paper. Scientists have determined that's enough TP to last a man his entire lifetime^[1].

Footnotes

1. I made this up.