So of course I AM SO HAPPY. Apparently he was a kick-ass traveler. We traveled with him abroad when he was 2—but 2 is not 6. He’s been adjusting to the time (falling asleep super early) but other than that, no issues!

Apparently he slept on their red eye to London and then again on the flight to Johannesburg, almost the entire flights! Shit, I can’t do that. He saw all kinds of animals (cheetah was his favorite!), swam in the Indian Ocean, ate impala and then climbed the Tower Bridge (he’s now begging for the Lego set) and, of course, visited both Tate (his name) museums :-D I’m beyond happy to have him back!