(Written somewhere south-west of Hawaii.) Just nicely over half way! Gulp! Only?
Ever since we flew over Hawaii each mile further travelled is a mile travelled further west for me.
According to the navigation system in the back of the seat in front of me we are about to cross the Equator. Definitely my furthest point ever south. Definitely meaning I will be downunder.
As well, we will soon cross the International Date Line. Today will be yeaterday. Yesterday will be the day before. Tomorrow will be today.
Confused? Somewhere near 0*, 180*.
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