Today’s the day the journey starts. I’m all hectic and my son is, as always, chill. But now we’re on the plane it seems more real for the both of us This is a massive plane and we’re in row 40 at the back. I offered my window seat to my son (who’s name is Ki by the way) who gladly accepted.

This post is a catchup post. Can’t say much about the flight. It was cramped, long and full of worry!