24.09.2012 - 24.09.2012
Pleeze excjuse anny spelling missteaks in this blog entree... I haven't slept mutch in the larst forty hours so I'm fealing a bit tired at the moment!
The flight to Abu Dhabi was as painless as a fourteen hour flight can be - we whiled away the hours with movies, games, magazines and a random selection of airplane food (including mexican 'tortillas' with salsa). Overall I think the food and the service was better when we flew with Emirates a few years ago, but Etihad got us where we needed to go without too much fuss. The blankets provided are pretty snazzy, might have to acquire one of those on the way home...
Abu Dhabi airport is an interesting place - very star wars-esque! It seems a bit less organised than Dubai, but gets a gold star for the funky roof mosaics, comfy reclined chairs and lack of people sleeping on every piece of available floor space. There's even a smoking room in the middle of the terminal - kind of looks like a glass lift, but it doesn't go anywhere - there's just a queue of people lined up outside, waiting to get in to the room of smoke, urgh.
There's quite a bit of diversity in the fashions on display in the airport - the bloke with bright purple smurf pyjama pants, the girls with stilettos and very short skirts, the men with tea towels on their heads and the women in black from head to toe (including their eyes, fingers and toes). I hate to think what they're making of me in my red shoes
The customs staff at the Abu Dhabi airport are terrifying - one formidable woman in particular, who reminds me of the Trunchbull from Matilda. Lucky we didn't try to smuggle in any knitting needles...
The flight to Manchester is pretty ordinary - screaming baby, and either the beginning of a cold or some serious hay fever. Or maybe we're both just allergic to long distance flights?!
Anyway - we've now made it to Manchester alive, but tiiiiired and sniffling. Taxi driver is very friendly, and laughs just like Andy. Checked into our hotel, walk through the rain to find dinner at a nice Indian restaurant (good lamb biryani) and then stop in at the pharmacy where the very eager man tries to sell us every hay fever remedy in the shop. Tesco is where it's at for tissues and penguin biscuits, and maybe we'll be brave and try prawn cocktail biscuits another day.
A little bit of trashy British tv - emmerdale - and then off to sleep zzzzzzzzzzzz....
Ps Current Monopoly Deal scores - Alison:3, Simon:1