One of the things I haven’t quite adjusted to here, even after 280 solar days (and change) is the length of the solar day. It’s much shorter than on earth, even shorter than the shop standard year that the company kept. So even though I’ve been here for a long time, I’ve had a lot of time adjusting because night here falls roughly slightly more frequently than a nice sunday when you take a nap at mid afternoon and then have a drink or two at the ballgame and then go back to sleep early. sunburnt and full of hot dogs.
But on the other hand, sky terror birds.
So the last few nights instead of staying awake to get things done — considering that the bulk of what I need to get done is putting in stores of food — I’ve been sleeping when the sun goes down.
So far it’s a lot like taking a nap, with the requisite “nap mouth” and everything.
But on the other hand, I can hear the birds screaming over my house when I doze off, so this is safer than night fishing by far.