My Worst Jet Lag Day
In 1999, I was in the process of selling a business in Maribo, Denmark. I had been to the factory three or four times, but always with someone else driving. On this trip, I was going alone so I had to figure out how to get there. I decided to fly to Copenhagen and take a train to Maribo. I had been going back and forth frequently between Europe and Houston, so I started out really tired. I took an evening flight to Paris which landed at nine o’clock in the morning, Paris time. I waited an hour and a … Continue reading