Hey y'all! I'm in America! My flight to NZ was fine, even with the complimentary screaming baby 3 rows up. The long leg to San Fran was bearable, as far as long legs go. I was sitting next to a lady who gladly did not enter into chit chat. Sleeping is not the best, and I have no clue how many hours passed. I just remember being freezing and wondering how they get away with calling that flimsy thing a pillow! Breakky at 3am...now I think that's where I'm all co...