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I went to San Francisco but there weren’t any hippies

I expected to have a horrible jetlag flying over from Europe, as I’ve always had, but it never came.
I used to feel slightly retarded for a couple of days at least, then slowly regaining my wits just as I had to fly back home, but not this time.
This time I was on the same level throughout 😀
(I hope it doesnt mean that.. )

I felt great despite eating all the food there was on offer, not sleeping much and in general disregarding most of the advice they usually give to get used to a new time zone as fast as possible. I even woke up voluntarily at 5am almost the whole week throughout, and did sports, which is.. pretty unheard of.

It must be the air.

A week later I came back to Germany and the normality ensued quickly.