As you undoubtedly know, the seasons are reversed in the Northern and Southern Hemispheres. When it’s summer in California, it’s winter in Australia and vice versa.
In an odd scheduling quirk we happened to be leaving Hong Kong on the evening of the last day of the Northern Hemisphere’s summer. And thanks to a cancelled flight and circuitous re-routing we spent 24 hours in the air, so by the time we arrived in Perth it was the first day of Spring in the Southern Hemisphere.
In other words, we woke up on the last day of summer, completely skipped fall and winter, and went to bed on the first day of spring. Four seasons passed in one day. It’s like some strange tale of time travel in which six months of your life disappear and you can’t figure out where they went.
How weird is that?