Our trip got off to a bad start with me vomiting, Papi feeling sick and a momentary hiccup with Rafa’s Australian visa.
Flight one down, followed by 5 hours to hang at LAX. We thought the new terminal was gorgeous with its new shops and restaurants and giant digital art screens.
We slept for about 3/4 the 14 and a half hour flight with our new travelling blankets and pillows (Dusty and Sofia the First themed).
About 30 hours after we left home in Houston we were getting off the train in the Sydney CBD.
Whilst Rafa was doing what he loves best (playing ball), I was doing what I love best (telling stories).