Business Class passengers escorted to the head of the queue for boarding - very privileged. The 14 hour flight to Dubai outran the sun as far as Dubai so dark all the way. Got 5 hours sleep and managed to watch the new Star Wars and the last Hunger Games films.
Dubai airport awful. Changing planes means another pass through an overloaded security system. Lounge vast but crowded - even queue for gents - but plane boarding starts early so no queues. Total daylight trip to Manchester so gave up on sleep and watched Bridge of Spies.
Lovely early arrival, case in first 20 off, the do it yourself immigration queues longer than those with a human because machines designed by the same people who design supermarket self service tills.
Home by 13:30 (00:30 Aus) and sunny and warm (for Yorkshire) with hedges just getting that green mist of early leaves.
Australia has politicians even more awkward and slippery than UK ones so that aspect a nightmare. But standard of living good, lots of outdoor life, cafe culture in even the smallest town. Risk of fire or crashing due to animals a worry. People - wonderful.
But would I go back? Can't wait.
Here endeth the lesson - a collecting plate will be circulated amongst readers.
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