Admitting you’re zonked

This is the zombie face of someone who’s trying to be a good tourist – but just needs sleep. I had a free day in London after a week of very long work days, excessively long work dinners, and persistent insomnia. It was cold, windy and rainy but I felt I should get out. I trekked to the Tate Modern, buzzed a few galleries and bought a recycled cashmere scarf in the gift shop. By the time I got to Somerset House, I could only think about closing my eyes. I retreated to the hotel for a solid afternoon nap, then forced myself out to the British Museum. I was in no shape for any of this. I’m back in the room, packed, ready to fly home tomorrow. Sometimes you’re just too tired.

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