It was a long long flight from Doha to Singapore. The cunning plan was to keep Baby Boy O awake on this leg so he will fall asleep when we reach our destination – a pre-emptive jetlag manoever. Naturally he had other plans of his own and we know who’s boss on that front! Nevertheless we made it to Singapore. The missing Air Asia flight puts things in perspective. Even though we were five hours late, we arrived safe and sound. So very ready for some shut eye if only we could find the right apartment!
Not the 9.30pm arrival we had expected!
Now, was it 235 or 237? Block A or B?
After a half decent nap, Baby Boy O was ready to hit the toy box
I’ve missed Asia with its giant tropical plants and monsoon rains
Taxi over to east coast
Sydney Becs with jetlagged and grumpy Baby Boy O
Still waking up…slowly
Much happier when we went native with Cousin Curly Kiwi Frog
Post massage take out dinner with the French famiile
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