For some reason, David became concerned that he wasn't going to make platinum this year. He always operates under the assumption that he doesn't travel much. We planned a short week in London as an easy way to rack up some miles and figured we could see some shows, visit the countryside and bum around London.
David and I took the day flight to London, as opposed to the red-eye, to help with jet lag. Our flight was around 8:30pm, it's about a 6 hour flight, and you arrive in London around 8:30pm. I can't think through the math right now to know if that's right. Perhaps I'm conditioned from many previous red-eye flights, but whenever I arrive in Europe, I'm exhausted. I don't know what it is about sitting on a plane for more than a few hours.