We're over halfway to Sydney. The flight to Hong Kong was a breeze in comparison with the shuttle from Manchester to Heathrow, where Ella did her best impression of an absolute monster, climbing all over me, pulling at my necklace and crying while forced into being strapped to me most of the way.
At Heathrow, our pushchair was delivered to the baggage carousel, which meant that one of us had to leave the terminal to collect it, so I left Darren with a very grumpy Ella, three suitcases, two bags and a car seat while I got the buggy and went back through the security check. Unfortunately this left me in the international terminal while he was back in domestic. It was fortunate I'd made a note of exactly which gate I'd left him at as BA had to put a call out for him and get him some assistance to meet me - huge stress with little time to spare.
The overnight flight was fine. Ella fell asleep after 20 mins (oh yeah, and a drug-laced cup of milk thanks to Daddy) and slept from 9pm until 5am London time. The portable DVD helped for a further hour. Darren and I had a few gins and I had a couple of sleeping tablets and off I went.
Landed in Hong Kong to exactly the same weather we had left in Manchester (though warmer), drizzly and misty. This evening we tried to fox Ella by bathing her and putting her into her sleeping bag. She fell asleep in the buggy but only for a couple of hours. It's midnight now and she's sitting with Darren, who's reading "The Gruffalo" to her.
Still, the view is great and we've all had a fab chinese take away in our hotel. I've taken loads of photos but I'm having trouble uploading so will keep trying.
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