Don't watch interactive maps on 14 hour plane rides

I began my journey to Tokyo on Monday morning, August 20, and arrived at my final destination at about 6 pm on Wednesday the 22. After boarding my nonstop DC-Tokyo flight with a fellow Jet program teacher named Claudia, we discovered a neat interactive map on the video screens on the seat backs in front of us.

Me: "Oooo, cool! We can watch ourselves fly over half the world!"
Claudia: "Eventually, that map will drive us crazy."

I realized Claudia was right when, 11 hours into the flight, I began giggling softly to myself after I broke the suggested Dramamine dosage limit. The vastness of the Pacific was starting to become both hilarious and frightening. Would a vodka tonic make me feel better? Probaby not, I concurred. I boarded my flight as regular old Danielle Altman, and I did not want to depart it as Liza Minelli.