Changi Airport

Checking out the airport Koi Carp pond.

Eagle eyes on our plane.

It was with some trepidation that we waved Oli goodbye at Christchurch airport. Two children, 60kgs of luggage, and me, yikes. My nerves weren't helped by an immigration officer raising his eyebrows and remarking that I must be a tough mummy to be doing it alone. Double yikes. As it turns out, it certainly wasn't easy but both kids, particulary Daisy, were absolute stars, the ground and airline staff were really helpful and stopping overnight at the transit hotel in Singapore was a godsend. Hurrah! The only major incident was Daisy having a monumental breakdown at Changi airport which had people running out of shops to see who was being skinned alive and ended with me dragging her backwards by her ankles out from under someone's table in a cafe.

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