This is the first time I’ve ever been in a different time zone.

I know, that’s a pretty big admission. Sarah’s been as far west as Seattle, but I’ve only been out to western Pennsylvania before this trip. And the time zone thing has always made me curious.

When you cross into the time zone, is there a sign? I didn’t see one, but I was also driving through a snowstorm at the time. I imagine a large sign at the side of the interstate, advising drivers to set their clocks to central time, lest they arrive late for any appointments.

Do you reset your clock while you’re traveling? Naturally, it made sense for Sarah and I to set out clocks for the local time, as we’re spending two weeks out here, butwhat if you cross over all the time? Do you wear two watches on your wrist, like in the eighties? What if you live in one of those places in Indiana where within a small area there are two timezones and a section that doesn’t observe daylight savings time?

It was disorienting, crossing into central time. Meals are at the wrong time. You wake up too early. The television schedule is all screwed up.

The up side: I have an extra hour to live now. Of course, I suppose that gets cancelled out when we cross back over the line. But I’ll enjoy it just the same.