...or maybe not so small. Although the trip here was virtually effortless I was out cold for eleven hours once it came to sleeping! This somehow memorably hideous objet is a Lladro thingie I saw in a magazine in Barcelona a few years ago (When did Atlas have kids?) - I've been waiting for an occasion to get it out of my system! Whatever its other merits, it does show that getting from Australia to California via Japan is not, perhaps, the most direct way after all.
And no, while it may be Friday in Nippon and Oz, here it's still Thursday.