Going to the kampung….I only brought color pencils but no sharpener…good luck later on the plane!
Knocked out on the plane.
The youngest sleeping on my lap.
So we finally reached our destination at 3. It was ok in the beginning but at the final stretch didi started complaining and crying.
When we reached the hotel he said he wanted to poop, but then he puked instead. I think he was car sick that's why he was grouchy. It seems to be a recurrent theme….guess the roads are very bumpy cos we're traveling by trunk roads and not highway.
The reason why the drive to his parent's hometown is worth it…