Losing a day

The one thing I didn't calculate in planning my trip was crossing the International Date line. I don't know why I didn't think of it, I had crossed it before when I went to New Zealand, but somehow that little fact escaped me this time.

The International Date line is the imaginary line on the globe that separates two consecutive calendar days. On one side of the line it is one day, and when you cross it, the day immediately becomes the next.

So, I got in the plane in Los Angeles on Monday, October 23, and 17 hours later I arrived in Hanoi, on Wednesday, October 25! Tuesday just sort of fell off the calendar for me. I won't ever get that particular day back again. Bizarre!!