My husband's "hangry" fits are legendary. Like I actually carry around power bars and nuts with me entirely on the off chance he gets low blood sugar and turns into a Snickers commercial. But he loves sleep more than anything so he fully volunteered to try this if it meant better sleeping when we got back. Not eating from like 11am until 8pm was tough for both of us, but the anec-data here is that we both had virtually no jet lag. From what I've heard from friends and what we've experienced in the past, this route usually produces pretty severe jet lag.
Again, it's just one experience, but if the timing is kind, we'll probably do it again next time. I feel like we got three days of our lives back that we normally would have spent groggy and out of it.
|Dr. K says, "Yay sleep!"|