Our Side of the World: Quinn and Janna

Just checking in to report that we are in Tokyo in the cleanest airport we've ever seen.  Can't compete with Jeff regarding luggage issues or general chaos, but Quinnie and I had our own panic moment after we deplaned in Tokyo.

Quinn was able to exit the plane before me, I was held up behind lots of slow bag-getter-downers from the overhead bins and followed behind at least five minutes.  I walked up the long jetway and then looked for Quinn...she was not there.  I went down a long hallway, no Quinn.  I went up a long escalator, still no Quinn.  Then, I got to the security checkpoint and STILL NO QUINN.  I was sweating, where was my daughter?  We were supposed to go on this trip together!  Mother-Daughter, bonding, connecting all that and I LOST her at our first stop.

I knew Quinn couldn't get through security to our next gate since I had all of her identification documents. Then, I saw Jeff's text to me about losing his phone and it seemed so like small potatoes compared to LOSING MY DAUGHTER.

I turned around finally and retraced my steps since even the captain and all the crew walked by.  I got to just before the escalators when I saw my little baby (I know, I know, she's not little but I felt at that moment she was my little girl) crying big tears and saying, "Where were you, Mom?"

All's well that ends well and we are now waiting for our next flight to Ho Chi Minh City.  At least another five hour flight.  I am still considering applying for a job marketing the product "No Jet Lag," since it seems to be working great even now when it is 3:30ish in the morning back home.

This should be a fun travel blogging experience for us, really Jeff and I are calling to each other from across an ocean and many time zones.  It is hard not to be together, but at the same time, we each are getting an amazing experience.  Can't beat that.

More to come...