4D3N in Bkk

12-15th Jan-- Keston's 2nd trip overseas.

About a week prior to this, HW came home asking me "Do you dare to bring Keston to Bkk next week?". I said of course! I think it was largely due to the way the question was phrased. I saw it as a challenge, as opposed to a query.

Because it was quite a last minute trip, we weren't quite prepared and did alot of last minute preparations. Number 1 on our list was food concerns. We did not really allow K to take outside food, and yet we would not be able to do any cooking on this trip. Our salvation came in the form of Wakodo baby food, found at Isetan. They had this awesome instant porridge (not cereal) that needs only hot water. Score! We also got a few packets of baby food to mix with the porridge.

The flight to BKK wasn't too bad actually. The flight was actually delayed for an hour, so we were stuck in the plane while K happily grabbed the in-flight magazines, climbed up and down our laps...grinned cheekily at the ang mor 2 seats away. We kept ourselves busy grabbing him back from wandering out, and from playing with other peoples' shoes :P The bugger fell asleep just before take off...and lasted till the food arrived. We proceeded to stuff him with bread to keep him still.
The weather in Bkk was quite nice, rather windy comparatively. K was an absolute joy for most parts-- smiling at everyone. Due to the v unclean environment, I kept him inside the Ergo for the most parts. Only when we were in spacious and clean malls, then did I let him out. Keston adored his newfound legs and freedom and would then run round and round the place, falling down and touching everything he saw. It did help that he was so smiley so the shopkeepers were more amused than harrassed. Most people played with him, tickling him and playing peekaboo with him as he scurried past.

Most Thais expressed disbelief when told that K was 1.5yrs old. We were led to believe that K is a giant baby!!! I suppose it's just a relative comparison cos he's not considered a big sized kid over here. Over there, we got alot of "Oooh! Big Boy!"

His naps were very affected as he does not sleep well outside. He still got his 2 naps, but the durations were 30mins-1hr as opposed to his usual 2-3hrs each. The good thing is, he knocked out every night and slept till late morning everyday. He also pooped everyday before we left the hotel.

We even managed to squeeze in a movie, Avatar. K was napping and I thought he'd sleep through the movie...who knows, he slept through the advertisements and got up when the movie started! But he sat there quietly through almost 2 hours of the movie before we started worrying that he was getting too cold (he was dressed in a singlet and shorts as we didn't plan to watch a movie) and it was past his milk time. I suppose if he had on a jacket and we had his milk ready, we could probably finish the movie.
The flight back was abit of a nightmare. Keston fell asleep when we were queuing up to board the plane. He slept even as I sat down and put the seatbelt around us. But just when the plane was about to take off, he woke up!!! ArrghhH! He wasn't cranky, but he just wanted/needed to walk around, play on the floor..and basically be a menace. When we tried to restrain him back, he'd threaten to cry. It was a vv long flight.

I must say HW was a great help, he packed everything and made sure we had everything we needed every morning before we went out. I just had to scream "Water!', "Towel", "Spoon!", "Toy!" and he'd duly hand everything over. At the end of the trip, he was complaining to K-- "I feel so disgusting, my pockets are all filled with all your things....I feel like Xiao Ding Dang!" Haha

We have another holiday planned in a couple of months and are discussing distractions for his next flight already!