What time zone am I in?

I think that this is the latest I have slept in since I was in college. I got in from Boston last night at about midnight, and didn’t set an alarm since I knew my body needed extra sleep, what with my weekend trip on top of my return from Japan. So, when I finally woke up this morning and looked at my clock, I immediately jumped out of bed and set about brewing coffee, eating breakfast, catching up on phone calls and emails. Now, at 2 p.m., I am still not dressed, but at least to the outside world, I appear to be marginally productive.

Anyhow, the weekend was fantastic. I took the red-eye to Boston on Friday night, which put me in Cambridge at about 7 a.m. The hotel staff at the Royal Sonesta was nice enough to let me check in. So, I slept until about noon and then ran across the street to the mall to get a headband and a wrap for my outfit. From there, I hopped a cab to Harvard Square (I am trying to muster academic inspiration for the grad school application process), which was interrupted midway through by a phone call from Sarah. She was getting ready and invited me to hang out in her room so we could catch up a little. So, back to the hotel it was for pre-wedding giggles and sips of champagne.

Now, Sarah is one of my good friends from college. But, we met second semester of her senior year (my sophomore year), after which she moved back to Boston. So, we don’t really have any mutual friends, which is how I found myself at her wedding knowing absolutely no one. Of course, it was totally fine – in fact, I made tons of new friends in her fiancé’s (now husband’s) crowd and connected with friends of hers that I’ve always heard about and never met. So fun!

The wedding celebration commenced with a cocktail reception an hour before the ceremony. I was an especially big fan of the margarita bar, which I think is the most brilliant wedding fixture I’ve ever seen – several of the engaged couples I met found it totally inspiring.

After that, Sarah and Jason got married in a traditional Jewish ceremony. Their chupah was lovely and the ketubah artwork featured scenes of the outdoorsy things that Sarah and Jason love. Their reception also included many Jewish traditions, such as the dancing of hora and mizinke.

After the wedding, about 15 of us continued the party in Sarah and Jason’s bridal suite – romantic, right? I headed to bed at about 2 p.m., shortly after which I’m told everyone else was thrown out of the room.

The next morning I dragged myself out of bed to attend brunch and say goodbye to Sarah. Then it was off to the airport, for yet another lengthy day of travel. First I flew to New York, where I had a four-hour layover at JFK – the worst airport in the world! Then back onboard for a four-hour flight to Denver through every thunderstorm in the country. The more I fly, the more I hate it. I think I will have to be sedated on my next trip to Japan.