No body was meant for this

Yesterday, we arrived in the Czech Republic after 17 hours on flights and in airports. According to the clocks,  it was 7:00 in the evening.  My body knew better-- it was 1:00 AM.  There was a bit of a wait for our luggage, a trip to the seminary where we'll be living, an evening meal at a restaurant where the staff doesn't rush, and a quick trip  to a local market where we scavenged for bread and milk. We did a bit of unpacking. The seminary student next door had given us the network password, and at Joe was determined to get the thing up and running before turning in for the night, day, or whatever time it was. I was so loopy by then that I couldn't tell Joe to stop monkeying around with the computer, which he would have done had I asked.After an hour or so, he gave up and I had a brief sleep.  When I awoke at four in the morning, my body demanded its bedtime snack.  It was 10:00 in the evening back home.  I munched on some day old rye bread and stayed asleep several hours.

Humans are really not meant to travel as quickly as we do on international flights, especially when we go East.  Our bodies adjust better when we fly West, so trips to China aren't as difficult.
 When I woke up once more, I figured out why we weren't getting the web-- the Internet access key, third from the left on the row above the numbers, must have been jostled during our travels, and was now set to "off."

You cannot imagine how happy I was to have figured this out.  Joe is better than I with technology, and he often gloats.  In the interest of full disclosure, I still haven't figured out why the Ipad isn't connecting.