Hello!
We made it to Japan! Of course, no move across the world come without a few hiccups, but we're all in one piece and things are settling down.
I still need to post Egan's 7 month post and I want to get some pictures of our new place, but I thought I would share our travel-day adventures!
SMALL INTERRUPTION...I totally started this post about three weeks ago. It's taken a while to get into the swing of things! I'm hoping to crank out a few posts tonight while Tim and Egan sleep.
The Wandering Wells actually left home on December 31st and headed to my parents' house for the New Years celebration/my sister's birthday. I wish I had gotten a picture of my parents' car at our house, but you'll have to believe me when I say it was STUFFED! Egan and I were both holding things on our lap in the backseat. We spent the evening playing games and waiting for midnight.
On January 2nd, we loaded the car back up (with less stuff!) and my parents took us to the airport. Tim and I were crossing our fingers that we would get seats next to each other, but that wasn't in the cards. Our flight was full and we were on opposite sides of the plane...until the desk agent pulled out a little deal for us. For $500 a ticket we could upgrade to business class. Um...WORTH IT! It was our joint Christmas gift and it was seriously THE.BEST.GIFT.EVER.
We made it to Japan! Of course, no move across the world come without a few hiccups, but we're all in one piece and things are settling down.
I still need to post Egan's 7 month post and I want to get some pictures of our new place, but I thought I would share our travel-day adventures!
SMALL INTERRUPTION...I totally started this post about three weeks ago. It's taken a while to get into the swing of things! I'm hoping to crank out a few posts tonight while Tim and Egan sleep.
The Wandering Wells actually left home on December 31st and headed to my parents' house for the New Years celebration/my sister's birthday. I wish I had gotten a picture of my parents' car at our house, but you'll have to believe me when I say it was STUFFED! Egan and I were both holding things on our lap in the backseat. We spent the evening playing games and waiting for midnight.
We weren't next to each other, but Tim was behind my side tray and we could easily move Egan between us. I also had a big floor space next to me where he played for a while and when it was time to nap, we could recline our seats (or lay all the way down!) and snooze! It was absolutely glorious!
For our meals we got to choose between "International" and "Japanese" food. I went for the International menu and Tim choose the Japanese. My first meal was FOUR courses!
We also had a "order anytime" menu and about 6 hours into the flight I had a delicious bowl of Ramen. Our last "light meal" was only one course, but it was a very good ravioli with chicken. Normally plane food makes me feel sick and constipated, but this was the real deal! I have never felt better getting off the plane!
At one point Tim had taken Egan and I was watching a movie/napping. The lights were turned down and I was feeling pretty good when I realized that one of the flight attendants had Egan and was walking away with him! Of course I was a little startled, but she took him to the kitchen area and, I kid you not, every flight attendant on the plane paid him a visit. She probably held him for 10 minutes! And he spent the entire time flirting and cooing at them.
Unfortunately (and I'm totally serious) the flight had to end and we arrived at Narita in the afternoon on January 3rd. This began a serious love/hate relationship with our stroller. Because we were the first ones off the plane, our stroller was not at the gate waiting for us. We tried to ask and they pointed down the gangway...so we walked...and then realized that we had left our stroller there. Tim had to go back and get it from the plane, which was quite a ways back. (Hate) BUT because we had a stroller, they let us skip the entire customs line and go through the family gate. (Love) We got our luggage and headed out of the secure area so Tim could check in with the PSNS people and we could get our train tickets. We ended up being the first people on the later train...AKA the train after all our co-travelers. Ugh. So we headed down to the station, which has little barriers set up to keep people from stealing the airport trolleys. They're just small enough that they also keep you from getting a stroller through. (HATE.) Eventually we got on the Narita Express and headed towards our new home.
Despite the challenges of two large suitcases, a stroller that we had to fold up and carry (Hate) and a myriad of carry-ons (including a Mr. Egan), we got to our place around 7pm. I was so surprised when we walked off the train and straight into our building - it's literally 100 steps from the front door. Check-in was a breeze and we even had some groceries waiting for us. This ended up being EXTREMELY helpful because the next day was a MESS.
There are no pictures, because I was too busy taking care of an extremely cranky, tired, AND teething baby and a husband who was exploding from both ends. It was not a fun day in the Wells household.
