Heading to Asia today for two weeks. This time, it’s just me, RL and our 7 months old baby PL. This will be a really really really long and exhausting day…but at the finish line, amazing Japanese food waits for us.
Holy Shit! Monday morning security line at 6:45am. This line goes to the end of the photo, then it starts to wrap around until the actual security check(which you can’t even see because the line is so long)…Good thing we showed up 2 hours early before our flight.
Hey, look, we made it through security already!! By the time we finished checking in our bags, we went to the TSA Pre Check line, and it had maybe 10 people in front of us. Score another one for TSA Pre Check!! We did, however, get pulled aside for a bag check, the formula powder had set off the machine. Baby, always slowing us down and crampin’ our style!
Passed by this gate with a lot of people in wheel chairs waiting to board. Oddly, half of them don’t even look like they need wheel chairs. Did they all request wheel chairs just so they can get priority boarding?
Everything inside the 787 looks pretty standard, except immediately I noticed that the windows are two different colors on the two sides of the plane. Then I remembered that the windows don’t have shades, but instead are darkened or lightened by electric current.
Needs to be entertained all the time. Did I mention that in the past week or so, she discovered her voice. I mean…really discovered her voice. She turns it up to 11, and screams and shrieks nonstop for hours at a time…Everyone on this flight better be prepared. At least they’re happy screams and shrieks?
Soon after we take off, she starts popping a squat…Poopoo? Turned out to be false alarm. So much stuff to see, so much excitement. She would provide us with many more false alarms before finally letting one loose during our long flight.
45 minutes after we first tried to get her to take a nap, it finally happens. Yes!!! Our arms are going to be dead by the end of the flight, and we are savoring every moment that she sleeps in this thing. One of us had to stay awake at all times while she napped to make sure the light-blocking-pillow didn’t fall on her face though.
Unfortunately, the nap was short lived and to make matters worse, food is getting served. Which means one of us needs to hold PL while the other eats quickly. PL refuses to be left alone in the bassinet to play by herself. She’s been shrieking in excitement and making friends all around us. The flight attendant are all eating out of her hands…let’s hope this continues and PL stays in a good mood.
OH MY GOD, we are only half way!!! We are so tired and dying. This baby refuses to take long naps, and needs to be held and entertained the whole time or she’ll fuss. At home, we can just let her fuss a little for naps and such, except now there are people trying to asleep all around us…please don’t hate us…
Mid flight refuel for all three of us. It’s been a pain having to rinse out all of her bottles in the airplane restroom. Ugh. Also, the changing table on the 787 is TINY, even though there’s all this extra room to have a larger changing table. Interior design fail. And about the 787, other than the electronic window shades, did not notice much difference in the flight experience. May just have been a tad bit quieter, but that’s about it.
Getting Angry! Mommy and Daddy are so tired. How is she still awake and refuses to go to sleep. Her usual bed time came and went, and she refuses to sleep. I would rock her to sleep and try to gently put her down in her bassinet to sleep. The moment I put her down, she’d wake up and start crying at the top of her lungs. After doing that about 4 times, I think we just gave us and decide to maybe hold her in our arms while she slept.
Second meal is getting served. So so so tired from holding baby. Arms are dead. RL hasn’t had any sleep, and I’ve only had one short nap. The rest of the time we’ve spent passing the baby back and forth between us to entertain her.
Getting really desperate, finally put on baby carrier in plane and walked around trying to get PL to fall asleep. It eventually happens…It is now midnight in Austin, so about 3 hours past PL’s bedtime.
Sigh, an hour later, PL wakes up like she’s had an entire night’s worth of sleep and ready to scream and shriek in excitement for the day. HOW ARE YOU NOT TIRED!?!? PL has gone into Berserk Mode!! Sleep and naps, what’s that? Don’t need, don’t want.
Yes!!! Finally about to land!!! There’s another plane(hard to see in photo) descending along with us to land in a parallel runway.
This has been a truly miserable flight. 13 hour flights are difficult to begin with, but traveling with a baby who only slept about a total of 2 hours on the entire flight is utterly insane. Again, how is baby not passed out from the lack of sleep?
As we disembark, a couple of other passengers in the row behind us came up and told us that they were really impressed at how well behaved PL was during this long flight!! What?! We were worried that her shrieks of excitement at the top of her lungs would annoy everyone and wake people up, but apparently it didn’t bother others. The flight attendants were also impressed with how well PL behaved on the flight. I guess that makes me feel a lot better knowing that we were not such a nuisance despite having, by far, the loudest passenger on our laps.
Immigration line. Looks a little long, but at a closer inspection, most of the people are just trying to fill out their immigration forms. They should have filled those out on the plane before hand. Most of the foreign passport holders here are Chinese tourists…yes, the super rude Chinese tourist that we all know about. There were two airport workers whose sole job is to corral the Chinese tourists to the correct lines, and prevent them for trying to cut lines(which they were definitely trying to do), etc. Ugh.
We walked up to the beginning of the line, showed the immigration personnel(who was very brisk and borderline rude with the Chinese tourists) our filled out immigration forms. Immediately, she leads us past everyone, while telling others to back off because we have a baby and we are coming through. The ropes were opened for us and we were whisked into the priority line for people with infants. YEAH!!! Take that everyone! A win for the baby!
Notice what’s missing here? There’s no baby changing area in the Men’s room here. Hah, I guess there’s no choice but for RL to change it this time then. But it does also seem that here in Japan the baby changing rooms are always only in the women’s bathroom. Guess they think that’s a women’s job here and not for men. What do dads do when they’re out with their baby without the mom? Or does that never happen here?
This would be a quiet peaceful train ride if not for our Berserk Mode baby. She’s barely had more sleep than us, and yet she’s acting like she’s had a full night’s worth of sleep. Screaming, shrieking, and babbling to herself in excitement. We kept on having to shush her…but she doesn’t know what that means.
To be continued at Ueno Day 2.