Big

I feel huge.

In some ways, it's an advantage. We were at the Bird's Nest Olympic stadium yesterday (Thursday). Whenever I paused to take a picture, it was easy to catch up with the rest of the family again, even in the large crowds surrounding the stadium, because I could just look over all the sea of heads and see the other members of my family sticking above the crowd a hundred feet away.

When we were waiting to board our flight to Beijing at the Tokyo airport, Josh reported more than once incident of a relatively small person glancing at him, doing a double take, and then following him upward with their gaze and finally reaching the top.

Sometimes this is a disadvantage. David found this out in a big way on the airplane. He doesn't fit in the seats. I think this is a new experience for him. He may still be an inch or two shorter than I am, but his legs are longer, and that got him into trouble twice on two different flights. Whenever he moved, he bumped the seat in front of him. On the first flight the woman in front of him turned around and asked him to stop bumping the seat. On the second flight, there must have been several Japanese people traveling together because the woman across the aisle was staring daggers at David for a while before finally saying something. Because of the noise on the airplane, David can't hear a thing, and he was not able to read her lips. Deb finally said something about his long legs and she backed down, realizing that he couldn't really help it. This same group was involved in an altercation with another passenger earlier in the flight, where two flight attendants and the purser had to get involved.

The beds in our hotel room are adequately sized, however there is space for three of us. Josh volunteered to be the odd one out and slept on the love seat. When you're young, you can sleep in these sorts of positions. When you are older, you sit awake in bed and write journal entries at three o'clock in the morning.