So we made our journey from Malaysia less than a week ago and somehow we survived the ordeal. It took 2 overnight flights, a day's rest at a dayroom in the Tokyo Narita Airport, some grumpy tantrums, some uncomfortable sleeping positions and some majorly cold weather.
Packing up. (I didn't take any pictures of the empty house, or of our last day with friends because it was too depressing. I try not to think about it so I don't start crying.)
...at Tokyo Narita! Such a cool airport, makes me want to visit Tokyo. (Notice the shorts, sandals & t-shirts...it will be a while before we see that combination again.)
One of the many shuttles we took over the course of 3 flights.
Our little ones were such a troopers.
Although the jet-lag did us in at our final destination.
Aaaaaand THIS is what greeted us the morning after our arrival. Nothing says welcome home like fog in May.
My little ones look SO different in jackets/pants/tights/socks/shoes that aren't sandals/etc.
But hanging with the cousins makes everything right with the world.
I would write more about the transition of an international move, leaving friends, finding old friends, remembering how much I hate having cold feet when I go to bed or being cold when I get out of the shower or needing to wear a jacket in my house because it's so COLD (sensing a pattern here?) but I am still in somewhat of a fog and can hardly seem to create a coherent sentence. I'm not even going to proofread my post for errors or complete nonsensical sentences (say that 5 times fast). Hopefully I'll feel back to my bloggy self soon.
*Well wishes for the day: Wherever you are, may you always have warm feet.*