On Quantas Flight 16

Three hours and thirty-three minutes left in this over thirteen hour flight.  I am now besties with my toddler neighbor on the plane.  She’s asleep with her feet on the turtle pillow I packed, the one my head is currently resting on.  It’s very much like sleeping next to my rolling cousin, Camryn.  I had a lovely chicken dinner after playing a mean game of peek-a-boo with the super cute baby and the slightly intoxicated (and yet still charming) Aussie bloke taking up residence on my other side.  I promptly popped one of the two Nyquil gel caplets I bought with all my spare American change at LAX and have slept through nearly eight hours of this insanely long flight.  Now I am enjoying the On Demand choices in my fantastic Nyquil haze that is helping to keep all my nerves about moving to a third world country at bay.  Who knew Nyquil was such an amazing, valuable concoction?