My thighs still burned from the previous three days of skiing at Kaya Palazzo Kartalkaya, so walking through the Istanbul airport looking for the Turkish Airlines business lounge with a waddle was done with pride. Craving my last bites of Turkish cuisine and indulging in the surplus of incredible deserts I lazily slumped into a lounge chair. I could certainly fall asleep right now, I thought to myself. Forcing my eyes open, I caught the departure screen. My flight was boarding.