The horrible, long, never ending flight !!!

For those that know me know that I don’t go on rollercoaster’s, I hate elevators and I roll down my car windows when going over a bridge. I have issues with gravity. So flying 28 hours was something I could not wrap my mind around. But then to be greeted with signs like this.....I was fit to be tied. I popped a valium and I believe it or not, slept most of the time. Hank was busy talking to people and telling them why we were going to China, as I sat there in a trance…I didn’t have much to add. I just wanted to sleep…this continued most of the trip until we got to San Fran. San Fran to Tokyo was going to be 13 hour flight. …So we boarded Japan Airlines and made our way to our seats….It was that moment when Hank and I started laughing uncontrollably. The seats on this airline was not the normal size seats we Americans are used to. They are half the size. Hank is 6’2 and when he sat down he looked like the Green Giant. His knees were in his chest and the seat was so narrow that we had to sit on one butt cheek for 13 hours. Well the laughter turned into snorting then turned into crying. Hank was losing his mind about 9 hours into the flight. He was saying that he’s going to sell his Harley just so he can sit in 1st class on the return. He started getting claustrophobic and kept saying”I got to get out” I got to get out”….He was red in the face and dead serious…which caused me to laugh even harder…He walked around the plane as I sat there having my own laughter party….
We landed in Tokyo and took the next flight to Guangzhou, China…where our adoption agency will be waiting for us to take us to the White Swan Hotel on Pearl River.