It is always a good start to a holiday when your taxi arrives at your doorstep on the dot. We've been telling Kien all week that we are going on an airplane to prepare him for this adventure, and it was a fun ride to the airport as we chatted about going to America.
We said to him, "Kien, we are going on an airplane and flying to America", and he says, "we are flying to a-mea-ca". He pointed at all the airplane signs he saw telling the direction of the airport, and said "airplane!" every time he spotted one.
Mum, Rod and Karen met us at the airport to see us off. After checking in we had a drink at Macs Down Under where Jef, Rod and I all took turns at abandoning our beer to run after Kien who just loves ride escalators.
Once we went through customs to "the other side" we made our way toward the gate whilst stopping and admiring the many lanterns celebrating the Lunar New Year.
I love airports! I love planes! Especially 747-400.
For all you plane spotters here is the tail number.