There doesn't seem to be a sunrise when you're flying in an airplane at the time the sun is supposed to come up. There is only ascent, the culmination of which will take you high enough to see the sun one way or the other. Either that or I managed to fall asleep at exactly the wrong time without realizing it.
U.S. Customs forms are complicated when you're only half-awake.
I'm on the sunny side of a 24 seat plane in the window seat. The right side of my face is very hot and it appears the sleeping gentleman seated uncomfortably near to me is on the verge of seeing his head tilt and land on my shoulder. I fear drool may be imminent.
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