Our flight to Singapore was at 1:20 pm (a much more civilized hour than 5 am!), so we spent the morning getting ready and left for the airport at 10 am. Check in was smooth and easy (and we got a bassinet/bulkhead seat again), and after passing through security, B had some artisan pizza while I had tomato-basil soup in a sourdough loaf bowl (San Francisco's airport has really good food for an airport). Then we boarded our 11 hour flight to Tokyo.
It wasn't as bad as I had expected, and little R actually slept much of the way, as did I. The plane was old though, so no personal TVs, and the movies they played were the same ones they played on the way TO the United States, so we had seen them already. For further annoyance, they played one movie twice (an animated feature about parrots in Brazil). I do not recommend Delta.
We ate in Tokyo's airport due to the usual problem of inedible airplane food (although this time I was smarter and brought a stash of Luna bars so at least I had something): B had his beloved Ramen and I ate gyoza (potstickers); then we bought another Tanuki liquor product and a little stuffed cat (so cute!) and boarded our plane to Singapore. The flight was 7 or 8 hours, and little R did well for the first 4 or 5. Then she was tired of being on the plane and cried, fussed, and wailed. She did really well for the most part though; the problem is that 18 hours of flying is just too long for anyone, let alone a little baby.
We got into Singapore late on the night of the 13th (due to the international date line) and took a taxi home. Home at last!