Hong Kong

Koh Samui to Hong Kong and met a lovely newlywed on the plane. She's a teacher in California and was just married a few weeks ago so we met her mid-honeymoon and it was a lovely way to spend the flight.

Kinder Eggs!
Following international protocol, we made sure no Kinder Eggs would enter America. How? Viv ate them all before arrival.

Seriously. Those mountains.

Hong Kong is far more mountainous than I'd thought. Check out some aerial images from The Great Googly here.

The flight was long, as expected, so I got to binge watch some television shows and catch up on movies. Viv was able to sleep, but she'll tell you otherwise. I'm here to attest, though, that kid slept on my lap for hours on end.

When the plane landed, Viv needed to go to the bathroom because she hadn't gone for 16 hours. (mmm-hmmmm... no sleep, huh??) When the plane landed, she maneuvered through the people in the aisle about 6 feet back to use the bathroom, but had trouble opening the door, was tired and upset, and started banging on the door and screaming that she couldn't get out. A half-dozen people stared at the door until I yelled, "can someone please open the door for her?" She emerged, crying, and the adults around all smiled, happy she got out and that they'd helped. We hugged for a few minutes, let people go by until the plane was less crowded, then talked about her reaction being just right. When in doubt, look to others for help.

Standing on line at Newark Airport, I realized it's time for us to get Global Entry because we have plans to go, go, go and see the world.