Kids are asleep and we are fighting fatigue, hoping to hold it at bay until 8ish when we’ll gladly give in.
Scott found us a great deal in a furnished 2-bed apartment downtown for us to acclimate and try to get our body clocks adjusted a bit before we go to stay with Cru coworkers on Thursday. (We’ll stay with friends as we look for a house to rent.)
Here’s our view.
The flight from LA to Melbourne was simply hard. The kids didn’t sleep on the first leg so were so very tired by the time we got on board in LA.
Here’s before tears, when the newness of in-flight entertainment was still fresh.
Thank you to friends who prayed for us in hour slots during the travel–we are sure the trip would’ve been even harder. Like it was for Sarah, a mum (like how I’m already learning the language?) with 2 kids a little younger than ours. The man next to her family started cussing her out because her kids were crying. I would’ve been a crying mess.
And there were times when the kids actually slept (even if the best sleep came as we held them) and we got a little sleep, too. The best chunk came when Joshua slept on me like this–slipping farther and farther down–for 2 hours a few hours before we landed.
More praises: We landed 30 min early with all bags accounted for, 3 airline people helping us take our 18 bags thru customs, a couple in front of us in the flight who could’ve been unkind/impatient with the crying and kicking of the wife’s seat but they weren’t.
Some Cru coworkers picked us up–a car and van needed– and I was immediately endeared to Mary who started reading to Lizzy as we waited for the cars.
Oh, and another praise–the apartment people let us check in really early at noon. Oh, the shower!