overview trip's start jet-lagged London Covent Gardens South Kensington to Gran Canaria Yumbo y Cita Faro de Maspalomas Isaac's 6th b'day Playa del Inglés more Isaac's b'day Las Dunas anniversario La Cabaña Park San Fernando Los Guanches Norteños vomit comet Christmas Day A Day of Chores The Kids' Wish Wind on the Dunes Playa Amadores New Years Eve Maspalomas New Years Towards San Augustin Both Kids Trampoline Puerto de Mogán Puerto Rico El Dia de los Tres Reyes LPA - MAD - LHR LHR - SFO home again T S U N A M I !!!
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2004-12 San Francisco to London Heathrow
Monday 13 December 2004
Rose was right. I was telling everyone we're to be in Londontown on the 14th, but we have to leave a calendar day earlier. Monday, not Tuesday! We had our last-day-of-Chanukah celebration a day early.
Some last-minute scrambling, telling everyone what's going on, sending out itineraries to all concerned, last-minute packing. Lila was spending her last hours at home putting together a jigsaw puzzle.
Unlike the last two trips we've taken, this time our bags are packed and by the door a few days earlier. We still have things to do, but no 3 a.m. tossing of things into a duffel bag. Thank goodness.
And then, the time about which we've been thinking for the last ten days, we're in the airport. Unlike most of our other trips, this is an afternoon flight. Rose and I are wondering how this will change the kids' jet lag adjustment; usually a morning departure to London works wonders.
Instead of the usual window-and-center seat combination we've been taking with the kids, this time we're assigned four seats side-by-side in the middle section of the Boeing 747. So instead of my photo of SFO you're being treated to something I saw on our local newspaper's website a few days ago:
It's not too many hours (and a pretty good meal) later that the whole family is asleep. Isaac is on my lap; Lila on Rose's, and my darling wife is using the eyeshades BA gave us.
Later on, in the last hour or so of the flight, Papa got bathroom duty with both kids, within a few minutes of each other. Here's Lila looking really happy as she's sitting on the baby-changing station (she recognized the international symbol and demanded that I drop it down for her).
On our way into Heathrow I hear:
Lila: When are we going to land? When are the wings going to come out? - British Airways 824
And that's pretty much all that needs to be said. Next, we're back in London
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