The one where we survive the flight back to Kenya (Kerry)

Since I never seem to have time to actually write this, (even now, I am just procrastinating from doing my Somali homework, truth be told) it is going to be heavy on the photos and light on the text.  After much preparation and planning for every possible contingency, we made it through three airports, lots of security, one layover, two 8 hour flights, and one surprisingly fast visa line.  Thankfully my mom was with Aliza and I and she was an amazing help and frankly, I have no idea how one does it on their own.  I mean, how do you even go to the bathroom on the plane if you are traveling alone with a small baby, let alone collapse your stroller, pull out all the diaper cream and take your shoes off, etc for security?  


Aliza did really well, she barely cried on the plane and slept right through the layover.  I had her suck either a bottle or a pacifier for every landing and take off so her ears did not pop and she charmed everyone she met.  When we landed in Nairobi, we were all exhausted, but happy to have made it in one piece and soooo excited to see Daddy!  Here are some photos of the journey:

At Dulles Airport with Andy's parent's who graciously helped us get situated before the flight.  

Chillin on the plane

The captain has removed the fasten seatbelt sign and you are free to move about the cabin

 Napping with Daddy on the first day home

Family walk to show her around the hood

She is fascinated by all the trees here