I packed all sorts of things to keep Julio entertained and well-fed, but I was afraid that the long flight would be too much for both of us.
Instead, there were no disasters.
Of course, it was cramped and uncomfortable and the flight was soooo looong, but Julio was a brilliant little traveler. Both ways. Our neighbors on the planes even thanked and complimented us, as Julio was in a pleasant mood or sleeping the whole time. People around us laughed when somewhere over the Atlantic he loudly exclaimed, "A CUCUMBER for ME? Oh, THANK YOU, Mama! THANK YOU!" I know that I got off easy, so please don't hate me if you are the people whose toddler screamed for 10 hours straight the last time you flew to China. Or if you were sitting next to them.