In case you're wondering what a 36-hour journey across the world with two preschool boys entails, I'll walk you through our trip.
We left the house at 10:30pm Perth time to catch our flight to Singapore. The boys had slept for 6 hours already and were full of energy and excitement for the first plane ride.
We arrived in Singapore around breakfast time and stopped for hash browns at Burger King.
Afterward we wanted to see the butterflies but it was pouring rain (found out later they had a major flood that day on Orchard Road) so the boys played at the koi pond and playground instead.
At 9:30am (still on Perth time), we took our 7-hour flight to Seoul and my patience began to wear a little thin. Alex took a short nap, Ben didn't sleep at all, and everyone began to get restless. Both boys watched a lot of TV but the kids' choices were really limited and my laptop wouldn't plug into the outlets so we didn't have any other options. I started digging into my stash for all the entertainment I could find, like stickers and waxy sticks.
We were remaining on the same flight out of Seoul but had to deplane, head through security again, and then got a chance to run around. Alex was addicted to the moving sidewalks so the kids ran up and down these until it was time to board again.
This is when Ben began to ask if we were there yet and I began to doubt my decision to do this alone. We still had a 10-hour flight to San Francisco just to get on US soil.
But I gave the kids each a little dramamine and this is what I enjoyed for about 9 of the 10 hours. (pet peeve about Singapore airlines - they love to turn on ALL the lights whenever they do any kind of service, no matter what time of day. Their service is good enough for me to forgive them but it still irritates me)
Sweet sleeping babies! I woke Ben up for breakfast and a potty break and he asked to go back to sleep.
Cool view of Mt. Fuji when we crossed over Japan.
Finally, we arrived in San Francisco, about 27 hours after leaving Perth. Unfortunately we had a 5-hour layover before our connection to Houston but the kids were great and used the time to eat, watch a movie, change clothes, and roll their cars over every square inch of carpet in the terminal. I found a plug for my laptop and made my own movie theater.
On our last flight of the day, 3 1/2 hours to Houston, I gave up on Alex's carseat and checked it so he got to sit like a big boy in his seat. He walked on the plane and started screaming "TV!!!" and pointing to the back of the seat...didn't take long for this little guy to notice the lack of personal entertainment systems. Luckily we survived and each boy got one more nap while I was digging down to the very bottom in my bag of tricks for entertainment.
Sunset look over the bay area and Golden Gate bridge in the distance.
Finally, finally, finally we made it into Houston about midnight and Grammy and Grumpy met us at the airport. I didn't get any pictures but was so happy to see them and come home to their house. The boys didn't waste any time getting reacquainted with their favorite furry friend, Abby.
But luckily they passed out eventually and have even been sharing a slightly modified queen sized bed.
Now we've been hanging out with our favorite four grandparents and getting down to the business of summertime in Texas!