Greetings from sunny Penang, Malaysia. I have once again survived the world’s longest non-stop flight (Newark to Singapore). Because American Eagle sucks, instead of dinner Sunday, I had to eat M&M’s for two hours in Boston, followed by a mad sprint across two terminals in Newark. I made up for it, due to serious time zone confusion, by eating breakfast three times in a row.
I saw the sun rise over a sea of clouds high above Greenland. It was unspeakably beautiful.

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