If you ever plan on visiting Hawaii. I HIGHLY recommend having a layover in Los Angeles and not Dallas. The eight hour flight from Dallas was almost too much for even me to handle. We started off with a two hour delay due to the navigation system crashing (that’s exactly what you want to hear before your eight hour flight!) and then had to deal with head winds which slowed us down a tiny bit.
Half way into the flight, the girls were exhausted and cranky. Of course Adri made a scene by throwing multiple tantrums. If I didn’t already know that I had the worst behaved kid on the plane, the lady in front of us with the stink eye, definitely would have clued me in.
I came prepared to buy airplane food, since I knew that kind of stuff isn’t free anymore, but they ran out of almost everything before they even got to us, and we were row 25. Aside from being by the toilets, it must have sucked be stuck in the rows way back.
This momma was in dire need of an adult drink, but they were also out of my go-to, amaretto. The next best thing was a half bottle of wine. I’m not sure if the flight attendant noticed that Hubs was military or just saw the look of desperation on our faces, but my mommy juice and Hub’s daddy drink were free.
I was a little disappointed that they ran our of just about everything only half way into our flight, so it was a good thing that I was prepared with all sorts of stuff for the kids. It would have been a painful flight if I hadn’t been. The gummies are great for helping the little ones clear their ears. Even though they’re over 3 oz., TSA allowed us to take fruit pouches though security.
Even after a hellish flight, I can’t complain. We landed in paradise. I was a little sad that we weren’t able to fly into Honolulu at sunset, but we’ll have plenty of opportunities to watch the sun set for the next few years.
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