Off to Dubai

 Took the 21 o'clock flight from Singapore to Dubai. Sarah watched some mushy romantic movie, then watched Bridget Jones Diary. Again. So 2 mushy romantic movies, then. A pattern here.

I did some more work on my project, and we both dozed for the second half of the 7-hr flight.

Singapore is 4-hrs behind NZ time, and Dubai is 4-hrs behind Singapore. Frankfurt will be 2-hrs behind Dubai. By the time we get to Europe, our body clocks will be a little screwed, even if it is a gentle screwing, over a few days. The kind with flowers and chocolates.

Actually, that reminds me of an old joke. A pre-PC joke, I suppose.

A young couple meet at a pub, and hit it off very well. So well, in fact, that they needed to consumate their meeting immediately, so off they go to the back seat of his car.

After they're done, the young man is remorseful. "If I'd known you were a virgin, I would have taken it slower".

To which the young woman replied "If I'd known you were in such a hurry, I'd have taken my pantyhose off".

WOW! That took a turn..

I did warn you at the top. My mind diverts into peculiar cul-de-sacs on a fairly regular basis.

Anyway...

The tail view camera has fairly crappy resolution, but it has it's moments

Landed in Dubai without incident

Something I noticed on the marathon from our gate to the Arrivals hall in Dubai.

At regular intervals, EK have these racks, ready for the exhausted child.

They actually need more adult sizes.

If you think the walk at Christchurch Regional to gate 5 is a long way, then the Concourse designer for Dubai Airports simply says "Hold my beer".

Damn it's a long walk, and that includes a series of travelators.