Traveling from one side of the globe to the other is much easier
with the end of your finger on a globe than in "real life".
Our travels took a total of 35 hours from door to door:
- 2 hours from Seminary
Way, Norton, MA to Logan Airport in Boston, MA, USA
- 6 hours from Boston to Los Angeles, CA, USA
- 7 hour lay over in L.A. (ugh)
- 12 hour flight from LAX to Auckland, New Zealand*
- 2 hour layover in Auckland
- 3 hour flight from Auckland to Sydney, Australia
- 1 hour to get through Customs in Sydney
- 2 hours to load our luggage and get a limo ride to 2/3
Reserve St., Wollongong, New South Wales, Australia
* [Airline tickets were about $1650 each; we saved about
$200 by going through NZ rather than flying directly to
|Off to Logan we go. Pierre was our driver. It was
possibly his first or second time driving in the U.S.?
(For example, we approached Route 24 to head to Logan;
he started to get off 24 South which takes you on a
nice route to Rhode Island but the opposite direction
to Logan; "Ahem, Pierre, we want the next exit." We
arrived safely at Logan, perhaps the most dangerous
part of our trip finished.
|The trip to LA was very exciting as it was the first
airplane ride for the boys. Nate found the lights and
airblower very exiciting!
|Everyone found different ways to pass the time. Papa
read (and recommends) 'The Voyage of the Narwhal'.
The kids were very good; they are so flexible. The movies
on the plane helped of course (yet another side benefit of
a home with no T.V. is that if you show the boys a monitor,
it takes hunger and a plate of food to move 'em).
Josh, Jon, and Dave each got a surprise bowl of ice cream
from the stewardess for "being so polite." (But
hey, I was polite too!?!). On the long flight to New Zealand,
everyone tried their best to sleep. Nathan crashed first,
quickly finding out that Mama would keep him from falling
on the floor and that a brother next to him would not object
if he stretched his legs on them. Joshua curled up in a ball
and soon fell asleep with his neck cranked into a shape that
would have kept me in traction for a month. At one point in
the middle of the flight, I woke from a light nod and looked
over to find Jon with his headphones back on watching the
movie through bloodshot eyes. Kathy, Zac, Dave, Jon, and Papa
slept on and off for an hour or two each time, but collectively
we think we got about 4-5 hours of sleep on the 12 hour flight.
So for the next few days, we all felt like we were moving.
We were sitting around the table at dinner and everyone shared
how they felt light-headed. We went to bed at 5pm for the
first two or three nights, sleeping until 4 or 5am the next
morning. (But probably not surprisingly for folks who travel
these great distances more than us, we just didn't feel like
we were getting enough sleep. Even today, Sunday, the fourth
day since we arrived, my head was a mess by 2pm and I had
to take a nap. Of course, here I am typing this in at 10:15pm
when I should be in bed :) Ahhh, jet lag: to have it is to