Waiting for the charter plane

I was so in love with the Sapporo airport people. I'm not sure if this is true for all Japanese people, but they absolutely loved kids! My kids, their kids, other people's kids. They were so warm and friendly. Griffin was crying while I was preparing his bottle and a sweet, older Japanese lady came over and tried to comfort him by rocking the stroller and talking to him (in Japanese...it was kind of funny). We drew attention everywhere we walked because of all the kids, but it was positive attention.  

Monchhichi! Remember these guys?