We are back home. We are certainly not settled in yet unless you consider a toddler running wild at 3 am a routine occurrence. We are so happy to be back home with daddy and apparently with Thomas the Train, the red car, the green bicycle and even the foam playmat! As I reminiscence about our trip I can’t help but smile and feel a heart-warming sensation. It was not an easy trip flying literally around the world with two little ones, trying to fit baby gear for two (including a crib) in one suitcase to be able to ride the trains in Europe, and flying solo with the two back to Mexico (8 hour delay and everything).
Our trip back home was an ordeal by itself, thank goodness my Dad came to the rescue and flew back with me and will be here for the next few weeks. We were in transit for a total of 55 hours door to door. We left Monterrey on Thursday at 4am, then flew to Dallas , then to Frankfurt, arrived in Dubai a few hours later and finally reached Jakarta at 4 pm Jakarta time on Sunday. We got home at around 6 after our suitcases decided they wanted to be the last ones let out and the 30 km ride allowed us to get home. I must say I was so excited to see that I only had to change each of the boys’ clothes only once! A record for our family!
As I look back and look at my bruised arms from the heavy weight of the bags, my sore feet and back from all the walking carrying 20-something pound Josh in his carrier and my overly jet-lagged boys, I just smile again. It was awesome. I loved every second of it. Even the pukey, diaper blow-outey, Evan has escaped again ones.
I will try to put on paper screen as much as I remember of our wonderful adventure. It will take me time as the routine and responsibilities of our life in Jakarta start creeping into my Ical. I will be writing about how to feed, diaper and stroll your baby in different European cities without offending the locals or your baby’s stomach and about all the wonderful parks, museums and festivals we saw in the old continent.