Stockholm SYndrome
I figure holidays officially start the second you leave the office. So I’ve been on holiday since about 6pm yesterday. Went to the pub in Surbiton with Helen before going home, both because we wanted a pint but also because…
Doha, got you all in check
Regular security in Stockholm has massive queues but fast track is almost deserted, just one person ahead of me. I get through quickly, wander through the shops and then through passport control where the woman on the desk gets confused…
Going: middle to far (East)
We touched down at about 2335 local time. My onward flight is at 0055, so that’s only an hour and twenty minutes. I try and convince myself this will not remotely be a difficult connection, but also secretly kinda hope…
Fourth time's the charm
Transferring at Hong Kong is a breeze, though I don’t remember doing it much before. I know I did in 2006 but not entirely sure I had since. Anyway, transfer security were interested in the coins and keys in my…
The insular peninsular
Kevin had fetched me from the airport alone, what with it being very silly o’clock. The drive to his house looks much like it did last year and en route Sal calls, so I answer his giant comedy Trigger Happy…
My nieces don't know me from Adam
(Do people, other than Helen, really want to read about the stuff I’m doing which isn’t daft flying?) Screw you, jetlag. I woke up pretty early and watched some wrestling before falling back to sleep a little while before the…
Absolutely capital
I slept like a log for 4 hours or so. Woke up at 3.50pm to an empty house and a note saying “Gone to fetch the girls, back soon”. The headache has gone but I’m freezing cold. Yes, me. I…
Perisher the thought
I tried to care about rugby league but failed. I mean, there was a brief moment when New South Wales looked like scoring a try and they were shit and some good defence from Queensland stopped them from getting anything…
Feeling sheepish
Pies, beer, and wifi. This is the life. I didn’t blog on Friday because very little of consequence happened, certainly not enough to warrant a full write-up. After falling asleep in the hotel bar on Thursday I decided the room…
To Perth, and beyond?
The Qantas lounge in Sydney domestic T3 is really nice, I have to say. I’m sure I must’ve been there before what with having flown from Sydney to Launceston, Perth and Melbourne in the past but it didn’t really ring…
Doh!
“Unable to board” sounds ominous. A few years ago I was the grateful recipient of numerous boarding gate beeps but that’s because they meant I was being upgraded from premium economy to business. This time I’m already in business and…
Denmark my words
So by now, it was coming up for 7am local time. Boarding supposedly started at 0735 and I figure I’ll eat on the plane rather than go to one of the restaurants here. In fact, I feel like a wander…
Wonderful? Wonderful? Copenhagen? Newest
There’s an argument to be made that if the last leg of a trip is shitty, that’s not a bad thing, because it’ll make arriving home less of a jolt than if it was an awesome experience you don’t want…