What could be better than a fourteen hour flight? A fourteen hour flight plus a five hour flight plus an almost three-year-old.

MEL-LAX-JFK started in style with a champagne breakfast and some last minute shopping.

Then, we girded our loins and boarded the long long flight to LA. I was lucky enough to spend the flight behind a selfish friend of humanity who put her seat right back for the entire flight. I consoled myself with the fact that she had to spend the trip staring up my nostrils but it was scarce comfort.

Movies for the flight:

High rise ⭐️⭐️⭐️.5 crazy and beautiful but a little lacklustre in places

Alien ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ a classic

Now you see me 2 ⭐️⭐️ don’t bother

E was a complete champion for the flight and busied himself with drawing, tv shows and sleeping, much to his fellow passengers’ delight.

Our flight was early into LAX, thankfully leaving us plenty of time to do the usual US customs/border control fun and games, and we were at the gate early. Deb was sorely tempted to jump straight into Starbucks but held off.

Due to a different flight being delayed, the flight to New York was half empty (or half full or at 50% capacity depending on your preference) so we had lots of room to stretch out for the next leg, and used it to catch up on a little bit of sleep. E was again in superb form and slept most of the flight, not even waking when we landed.

Bundling through baggage collection we grabbed a cab and headed to Brooklyn in the late afternoon as the sun set.

Our AirBNB is very nice, and Evelyn our host is very bubbly and friendly. Just as well, given our 24 hour transit we were a bit on edge and anything short of bubbly might have met with violence.

A quick local burger and early night to stave off the jet lag.

Coming up next: Lego, Secretaries of State and comedy gold. Stay tuned.