I used to get terrible jet-lag when I was a kid and we'd come home after the summers. I remember sitting in the living room of our appartment with all the windows open, feeling sick and headachy and crying and crying until finally my parents got exasperated and told me that the neighbours would call the police if I didn't just shut up and *try* to sleep. Perhaps I *shouldn't* try time travel...

I'm glad the wedding was nice!