A curious little boy at the airport in Manila
NAIA International Airport, Manila, Philippines
We left my home town the day before our flight and stayed at a hotel in Manila for the night. Our flight to Japan was at 8:00 AM so we left the hotel at 5:00 AM so we'd have enough time to travel to NAIA and go through immigration and all. We were done an hour before our flight so we just stayed in the departure area and patiently waited for boarding.
Narita International Airport, Japan
The smooth flight from Manila to Japan took about three hours. And there I was, still looking fresh after a three hour trip.
This place was full of Hello Kitty stuff!
What would you do to kill time in an airport? We checked everything that was in there that was waiting for us to explore. We went through this convenience store and looked at every little thing that they sell. There's the hubs in stripes and there's cutie little Yogi posing as my model. #cute
Can you translate these signs?
And we also browsed the airport. While Yogi was having fun, I had fun taking photos of him. See what he's holding? We bought him a little airplane from the convenience store to play with. It's a magnetic plane and we still have it hanging on the fridge.
Atlanta here we come!
The flight to Atlanta was 12 hours. Glad they had those TV to keep us entertained. Yogi was awake half of the time and watched all the movies he could watch on his TV until he got tired. I did too. The only difference, I was awake the whole time and didn't sleep a wink. I had mixed emotions and couldn't calm down enough to sleep.
Jet lag! And I was the only one who felt it. I didn't even know it was jet lag at first. I felt dizzy and I felt like I was floating to the point of feeling like I was going to puke. Hubby had to buy me coffee at Starbucks thinking I only needed to warm my tummy. #wronganswer
We had to wait for another two hours until our next trip to our final destination which was Asheville, North Carolina, part of which was taken up by dealing with the immigration services. The jet lag kept me from taking photos. Dang it! And I would never forget that moment when we stepped out of the regional airport. I was welcomed with that icy cold breeze - something that I had never felt before seeing that I'm from a tropical country. #brrr
All in all, it was a 21 hour flight including the stopovers from Manila to Asheville. If I would add the flight from my hometown to Manila which was an hour and a half, then it was 22-1/2 hours in the air. It may have been a tiring flight but it was an experience - a special experience - that I would forever cherish and keep looking back on.
How about you? What's the longest flight you've ever taken?