Fin wide awake on last night’s flight from YVR to LAX. Fortunately, he was in a decent mood for 90% of the flight, helped by the important task of emptying the seat pocket of never-ending safety cards, magazines, menus and sick bags. Towards the end of the flight, his crankiness ramped up a little, and our new magic weapon was produced: a thunderbird puppet. Not the British Thunderbirds*, but the North American mythical Thunderbird instead (photos to follow).
*Thunderbirds are go!
akatsuki ra-ra-ra 