I'd say all in all, our recent trip to San Diego, CA, was a success! It was sort of a mad dash to finish all of our preparations but we managed to do so. I only forgot a few non-essential items, so I was happy with my packing job.
Prior to leaving Anchorage, D and I woke around 2 a.m. and then got Boyd up at 3 a.m., which was just before Risha drove us to the airport (huge thanks to my sister for doing the airport drop off in the early wee hours!) My cousin Angie let us borrow a car seat so we didn't have to lug one of ours on the plane, but that meant we couldn't cab it to the airport (no car seats provided). We did gate-check our awesome BOB stroller and Alaska Airlines was pretty great about having it waiting for us right as we debarked the plane, sometimes it was even unfolded and ready to roll.
I booked an early morning flight, figuring it was better for Boyd to get a good chunk of sleep instead of crossing our fingers and hoping he'd fall asleep on a red-eye. A cranky, tired Boyd is nobody's idea of a good time.
TSA in Anchorage was also a breeze. The agents were super nice and patient - our BOB folded up and actually fit through the scanner and they even gave Boyd a "Junior TSA" sticker. I haven't flown since my dad passed away in August 2011 so it's been 2.5 years - I'm a pretty savvy traveler but adding a kid to the mix really threw me for a loop! This was Boyd's first airplane ride and I was NERVOUS, even with D there to help. I checked and rechecked my lists, going through every contingency I thought might come up. But our flights to Seattle and then San Diego were surprisingly fine. No big issues.
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| 5 a.m. and waiting for the plane to take off from Anchorage for our first leg to Seattle. Boyd is still under 2 so he sat on either my lap or D's. |
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| Snackies are a baby's best friend on the plane! |
Boyd slept for about an hour on that first flight. We had an empty seat in our row and it was perfect to allow the three of us a little stretching room. In Seattle we walked around, changed Boyd's diaper, got a bite to eat and then headed onto the next plane to take us to San Diego. Boyd didn't sleep at all on that flight (uh oh) but was pretty chipper. My uncle picked us up in my Grandpa's CR-V (which he generously let us use the whole week!) and we headed home.
Basically we settled in that first day and expected Boyd to fall asleep that night since he was obviously exhausted. No such luck. He pretty much screamed and cried for hours. My poor Grandpa - what a good sport, seriously. D and I were SO TIRED I can't even explain it. Finally Boyd fell asleep and his two zombie parents fell into bed.
The next day we discovered that Boyd was sick with a horrible cold. Damn those dirty planes and germ-infested travelers! Over the week he would be coughing, sneezing, stuffed up with mucus and itchy eyes. Oh it was just awful - and then he gave it to us! Even with all the sickness, we managed to visit quite a few attractions and make the most of our trip.
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| My grandpa's house in El Cajon, a suburb to the east of San Diego. |
More recaps to come!