June 30 or is it the first?

June 30 or Is it July 1?
I can tell from the little airplane gliding along our route on the Air Canada in flight map that we have passed the International Date Line and that it is indeed tomorrow, today. My body is very confused. The flight has been pretty comfortable considering we’ve been in the air almost 8 hours and have about 3 ½ more to go. Seems like there is a lot more leg room than on other long distance flights I’ve taken. (Of course, this is the longest non-stop for me) I’ve tried to sleep – even took one of the pills the doctor gave me for the trip. I think I ended up in a drowsy limbo punctuated by the occasional baby noise and clanking food carts. Not really asleep, not really awake – just passing time. At least I didn’t drool. There is a selection of movies (each set has its own screen – but after viewing/enduring 27 Dresses – I decided to pass on Cloverfield or the Bucket List)
The new YVR international wing is beautiful – a ceiling to floor aquarium filled with fish and large native sculptures – an environment that seemed to be calmer than before and that’s a good thing because going to China is enough adventure for me. Tony executed his usual plan for minimizing flight anxiety – fear of flying and fear of bureaucracy – after we passed security at 11 AM he headed for the bar for one scotch neat and two beers. Works for him. I t just makes him more loquacious – expounding on politics and chatting up the flight attendants – he was teaching one gentleman the signs for water, bitch, and “I have to go to the bathroom.” As usual, everyone was laughing, and we got free champagne. Not bad.