That happened to me in Amsterdam the first time I went.
I stayed up the night before flying and ended up NOT sleeping on the flight there. I got into Amsterdam and registered at the hotel pretty early in the morning, dropped off my bags in my room and promptly took off for a smoke shop in the Red Light District.
After the requisite indulging I felt the jet lag setting in so I went back to my room, ordered room service and literally crashed!
I woke up in the dark completely discombobulated. The clock said 8:00 and had no idea if it was that night or the following morning
Had to call down to the front desk to find out it was that night!
That was the first World Telemedia Show I attended. Early days of the adult internet. Only about 20 Americans there. What a fuckin' fun trip. We tore it up!
