Well here is the first post, and I have to start with a complaint. I fly from London to Dubai. The flight is great, food very good, service excellent, passenger next to me is the passenger from hell. He appears to be under the impression I was put on the flight to act as a prop as he got smashed on free brandy. Boy, do I attract them. The further I leaned away, the further he leaned over. Cattle class seat are not designed to accomodate you and your neighbour!!
Oh well, I arrive in Dubai and I am greeted out of the arrival lounge by...... Yes you guessed it, the ubiqietous Irish pub!!!!
Still, Dubai airport is not the worst place to spend a couple of hours waiting for the flight to Colombo, my true destination.
Flight to Colombo is almost empty and I get 4 seats to lay out wrap up in a blanket and snooze my way across India. Such bliss. This is getting a little overlong, so the next installment will have to be tomorrow. Have a good one!
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From li'l ole Lane End village via the University of York to the far flung corners of the Earth. These are the ramblings of a short, fat, bald, middle aged Man-of-Kent who should know better. If you enjoy these musings form a queue here. If you don't, then form a queue over there. Thats Near Queue for those who enjoy and Far Queue those who don't.
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