Flying to England

Today we flew to England. Alistair was excited to be at the airport. We watched a plane pull up to the jet bridge and the "baggage train" pick up the bags. Alistair also enjoyed running up and down the terminal. We thought it best to get the wiggles out before the long flight. The flight was not full, so Alistair had his own seat. He did pretty well on the flight (waving to and smiling at fellow passengers), but did not take a nap. He didn't want to miss anything. Finally, on the descent into London, he started to nod off. The cabin lights were dimmed and we were flying through cloud. He shook himself away saying "Clouds, clouds," and then fell asleep. We landed 15 minutes later. He slept through customs and woke up outside of Heathrow.