There is an upside to jet lag. Like when you wake up in Rome at 5 AM wide awake. The sun is coming up but the street lights are still on. I went for a walk at 6. No one on the streets. The city is mine. The morning light bounces off bright colored walls. Rome is quiet, peaceful. I head to my little esspresso bar. They remember me, my pictures still on the wall. Things don’t change very quickly here…
