30 hour travel day

We’re prepped and ready to hit the sky. Our Lyft driver was cranking Christian songs in Swahili all the way to the airport. (How do I know it was Swahili, you ask? I know at least five words in Swahili and looked at Kim with surprise when I heard one of them.) After jamming out, we started our travels with a great attitude.

Things kept getting better. I’d been stressing a bit about a short layover at LAX, but discovered we were only seven gates away, which meant we had enough time to enjoy the “fancy” lounge that came with our first class seats.

Next stop: Ho Chi Minh City.Read more