Travelling alone with three
11 February 09
Well, the flight went very well. No one threw up on me, I only had to change one set of clothes, and although the flight seemed very long, we arrived ahead of schedule.
The main thing that saved my sanity on the flight was a mostly empty plane. An empty plane means spare seats, a less-harried crew and room to sprawl. And with the twenty times I escorted someone to the toilet, we only needed to wait our turn once.
We ended up using our own bank of three seats, two pairs of window seats (one for Aisha, one for Brioni), another set of three seats (for Calista to lie down) and a third pair of window seats that featured a baby basinette mounted on the wall in front. Excellent time to fly.
And the trunkis? I loved them. Brioni got tired of wheeling hers around, so I simply attached the shoulder strap and pulled her through the terminal and out in the parking lot to the car. Aisha easily powered on ahead. They were brilliant, and I had several people stop me to ask where they could buy them from.