Sanay is 6 months and its his first trip on a plane. Lots of packing, lots of it! Clothes, towels, bath supplies, diapers (and how many?!), wipes, toys, books, vitamins, medicines, creams, endless list... We finally make it after over 12 hours of packing in between taking care of Sanay, feeding him, making sure he naps and plays and doesn't get disturbed for the most part.
The 12 hour flight is ok. However, after reaching at the airport a little early for the assurance of a baby bassinet, all we get is a vinyl body bag type of thing that flops over him when we put him in. This contraption isn't going to work! Every time he dozes off and we put him down, he knows he's sleeping on a crappy bed so he gets up. That means the 4 hours of napping he's done on the flight has been in Mommy or Daddy's arms making for some very sore parents! I go to find a place when he's napping with Manish. I find a row of 3 empty seats at the back of the plane and make nothing of the blankets and pillows set out there like someone was already sleeping. I just about doze off and a man of Med descent comes in and tells me I'm squatting in his seat. After some very sleepy incoherent apologies from me, he lets me sleep in his seat for a half hour. Well rested I go back to Sanay and Manish.
Oh and the food on the flight's a joke. Some sad lunch at noon is followed by cup-o-noodles after 4 hours. After another 4 hours, they offer us more...noodles! or a sandwich. Ha ha! We're going to China alright!
We land in the afternoon to VERY courteous staff. We don't have to wait in the immigration line since we're with baby. A nice lady also shows us to the front of the shuttle train to baggage. Sanay's a little super-star in Beijing already. Everyone's crowding around him, smiling at him. This attention is funny and will take a little getting used to. People even want to take pictures with him! :)
After some very joyful union with his aunt, we head home. Within minutes of arriving, I'm officially on vacation. We call in a massage therapist who comes home to attend to me for a whole hour. This is life! Of course, the effects of the restful evening are negated while Sanay is adjusting to his new time zone and gets up 4 times at night. Perhaps the next day will be better.....but at least we're on vacation.
No comments:
Post a Comment