We woke at 5:30 on Sunday morning. The four hours since we had declared victory stopped repacking would normally leave us bleary eyed and moaning about having to get up. It still did, but lasted much less time than it would've without such an exciting goal for the day! Not that we would actually be doing much, but we were waking up on one continent and going to sleep in another, and that feels like an accomplishment. 

Not much exciting happened aside from having our first casualties of airport security (the butter knives in our travel utensils that made it past TSA in MSP, but were caught in ICN when going through security before our second leg). Those knives, by the way, were so interesting that not only did the officer(?) who found them have to run them by his supervisor, but at least 3 other agents(?) were either consulted or came over to see the excitement of the big bust. 

Our day consisted of: a 15 minute ride to the airport (thanks Claire!), a 13+ hour flight filled with movies and food, a 5 hour layover filled with food and debating whether or not we should nap now or delay until the second leg, a 3 hour flight I entirely slept through, and a 40 minute ride to our hotel. I must be forgetting some additional waits or travel times because we arrived at our hotel at midnight local time on 11/20, which is 10am back in our city of origin, making our door to travel ~27 hours, or 41 hours if you include the 14 hour time jump. 

In flight movies: 

Isaac:

Paddington

Ralph Breaks the Internet

Bladerunner 2049

How to Train Your Dragon

Paddington 2

Kaia: 

Monsters U

Wreck it Ralph

Ralph Breaks the Internet

Reality shows that I won't embarrass her by including, but I'm sure if you asked her she would discuss at length.

outside of TPE, 26 hours into a 27 hour journey