In the morning ….

We boarded the plane at 130 this morning.

I really hate flying. The confinement, the proximity of people next to me. Humans.

Seat was fine…. Passenger on other side of me was acceptable. Passengers in front and behind also acceptable.

Ear muffs on.

Snuggle in.

I promised myself that I would only open my eyes after an hour.

And that was the way I played it all through the night.

I didn’t eat or drink or go to the loo… neither did the people beside me.

I was so relieved when we landed!

Erh… how weird is it that you can buy alcohol in duty free at Doha. That was weird.

Anyhoo. We arrived. We disembarked.. we got through customs; we got thru cases and we walked across to the car.

And then we drove. Long enough to reach coffee. And then we got home. And put the first wash on; and then we got the cats, got chicken and lay sprawled on the sofa.

Heavens but we were exhausted