Ah, flying. Be glad you weren't on the plane with my friend when her son (about 2 1/2 at the time) was fond of yelling "We're going down!" over and over when the plane started to land. You'd be amazed how many don't find that funny. I never minded flying, much, but if you can, avoid the Charles DeGaulle airport in Paris. It's like a giant Habitrail and insanely confusing. And be sure to seal the baggies your things are in. I didn't do that once. Oops.