After some SERIOUS confusion I think I have finally figured out when Talia is. Yesterday at work, Paula reminded me that when she flew west out of San Francisco, she must have crossed the International Date Line. So she's not only 13 hours ahead, which was what I was thinking, she's 37 hours ahead. She gained a day.
Imagine that. Here's it's 7 a.m. Tuesday morning. In Cambodia it's 8 p.m. Wednesday evening. She'll lose that extra day when she comes home again, but it's still playing with my head. I suppose you all had already figured that out, but I've officially caught up.
Whew...now I need a nap.
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