The plane ride home was mostly ok. We left Hong Kong at 9:50am which meant another 5:30am wake up call.
We flew home in Business Class where they had individual pod seats that reclined flat and were pretty awesome. However, this amenity was largely lost on us since Beatrix didn't want to sit by herself and didn't want to watch tv. Our plan was that she would occupy herself for a large portion of the flight by watching the myriad of cartoons showing on the personal entertainment system. Yeah, not so much. She doesn't have any interest in watching tv or movies. Mostly that is good, except on a 14 hour flight.
She was entertained with walking up and back down the aisle throwing away trash, cleaning the seat with a baby wipe, pushing the seat buttons and squirming.
Olivia had a great flight. She was awake the whole time as she had unlimited movies and snacks.
By the time it was all said and done, she had been awake for 28 hours. I was going on about 29
The worst art of the flight was the smell. Someone had really bad gas and was letting it rip constantly throughout the flight. It seriously was making my eyes water. I wish I had brought one of these from the hotel:
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