Best flight ever

And then we were on the plane to Singapore. It was supposed to be one of the best flights ever. Things probably couldn't get much better with a baby. We had a whole row just for us, legroom and a cot for Kian. The plane wasn't full at all so it wasn't particularly exciting for Kian and he alternated between sleeping and playing. The little man was actually in a really good mood and made the few people around us laugh.

There is still something that I underestimated. You can't even watch a single movie hahaha. Because while Kian was sleeping, we also took the chance and closed our eyes. But this flight was super quick - at least that's how it seemed to us.

After landing we were briefly delayed at immigration. Siar's passport was checked again more closely... unfortunately this happens again and again and it's really annoying... especially since it was almost 11 p.m.... but after half an hour we were allowed to enter and we took a taxi to the hotel.

We went to bed happy and grateful to have mastered the first big journey with Kian. Next up is a big sightseeing tour and we should be well rested.