The Trip...

Well we got up at 0300 in the morning due to an itinerary typo and landed in Denver almost 24 hours later exactly.

They did a little too well by managing to consume an Atlantic traverses worth of media without blinking. So much for my entertainment eventualities bag packing. Should have just packed my kindle and earphones.

So Bethany is pushing PolarFluff the Bear around. PolarFluff has survived sleeping under plane seats, being sat on, several xray machines and generally being dragged around a number of international airports.

Aside from kiddie custom lines meltdowns and slight Chicago glitches thereof, it all went perfectly and I even managed, with help, to survive a sleep deprived drive in the dark from the airport in right driving configurations.

Let holiday commence...