The content of this post is an adaptation of an original text written by Guy Laliberté.

I headed for my simulation preparation with Max, my captain. This would be our first simulation together. I was so tired, though, that I kept nodding off, looking pretty sheepish at the other end of the table. My interpreter was translating the course content for me, but I couldn’t even hear what he was saying. I was simply ready to drop! And so, I was given a doctor’s permission, just like in school, and didn’t have to play hooky. :) I simply went to bed.

During the evening, another episode of 24 didn’t survive more than 24 minutes—again! I have the feeling I’ll eventually have to rename it 24 Days or 24 Weeks!

On the other hand, and even though I could only sleep on one side because of the injection I had received earlier on, I slept that night like never before since my arrival in Russia.

When I awoke the next day, all my senses were wide awake. In the morning, I had a centrifuge test, during which my arrival/departure profile was prepared, and everything went well. Instead of more vestibular training, I was very willing to do 10 centrifuge tests, but they didn’t accept my offer. Go figure!

Good news! I won’t have any more vestibular training to do before my departure for Baikonur. I’ll drink to that!

As for my simulation with Max, was it the power of my subconscious that took in all the information it received the day before, despite my almost unconscious state? Whatever the reason, the fact remains that everything went amazingly well!