From outer space. Or maybe back to outer space? Regardless, it's good to be home in our huge Santiago apartment. And the dreaded 18-hour trip wasn't so bad, actually it was probably our best long-haul flight yet. That is encouraging progress.
Maya is getting to the agreeable stage of [more or less] going to sleep when she gets tired. It seems, to me, a rarity in the toddler world and I embrace such sensibility wholeheartedly. She slept more than half the way and we had to wake her up to land in Chile. And so we got some sleep too and even squeezed in a movie.
Nor did she cry, at all. She's such a happy little monkey, even when she's tired. It helped that the plane wasn't full and we did our usual switcheroo and had the middle four rows so she could stretch out and sleep properly. And when I walked round the plane it seemed everyone travelling with kids was given an extra seat. Go LAN.
Speaking of good airlines, we flew Air New Zealand the first leg to Auckland and now I can see how they win so many airline of the year awards. From the check-in staff to the stewardesses, everyone was so friendly, helpful and efficient - and coming from Australia, that's saying something. Even the food was good - how many times can you say that about economy class grub? - I had an actual chicken breast in my chicken salad.
Arriving in at lunchtime Monday, there's minimal traffic in the airport and everything went so smoothly - none of our usual paperwork hiccups at immigration. Maya chased the drug-sniffer dogs round as usual and the Chilean police are always nice enough to let her distract them from their duties for a quick cuddle. Maya happily fed one of them her biscuit which it then got into trouble for eating. Whoops.
We all had an afternoon snooze and are heading out for a walk now to get some dinner and fresh air. Maya is elated to amongst all her long-lost toys and is happily doing some bailando (dancing). The first word she said upon waking up this evening was "Je Je?" It will be a happy Maya-Jenny reunion tomorrow.