Returning to Tokyo

It was the longest 30 minutes of my life, taxing and taking off. Why? There was a kid about 4 years old screaming her lungs out. I thought all the glass in the whole plane would crack because of the high pitch and volume. She could probably work as a car alarm or a tsunami alarm or something like that.

Eventually she got quiet and I could start to relax. Then I was home πŸ™‚

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