I'm on my way, assisted by lovely family and friends (thanks Tim and Shelley for the trip to the airport and staying for coffee, and Esther and Donald for the intro to your house and ride to and from the airport).
In a strange transit lounge somewhere in the labyrinth that is Changi airport. Had a good flight from Auckland, bit disappointed with the size of the plane - unlike the Tardis it is definitely NOT bigger on the inside. It is however like being in a parallel universe. By cleverly choosing to sit on an aisle seat in the middle row I could easily deceive myself into thinking I was just in some sort of public lounge for elves (must be for elves because the TV screens are teeny tiny I thought). Not that I'm afraid of flying - well, except for the taking off and landing and each time the engine changes pitch by a half decibel. Thankfully I have Corinna's noise canceling earphones to dull the engine noise - they really do take the whine out of air travel. Thanks to Andre I avoided playing Tetris nonstop (apparently you dream about it for weeks later if you play it continually for 10 hours - who would have guessed??). And thanks to May and Chloe and Corinna's advice I took a shawl - warm, cosy and so comforting, like a flying cuddly. I am not sure I still have muscles in my neck - using that soft, neck pillow with tiny beads (thanks Jen) was very relaxing and I'm finding holding my head up without it a bit of a challenge (that and the fact my body thinks its 2am - hope those homeopathic pills work sometime soon, its my first descent into the spooky world of homeopathy in which some of my friends dwell on a daily basis - you know who you are).
Right - will now partake of the pleasures this Transit Lounge affords its paying customers - shower, coke (ZERO), chinese dumplings and toast ( the smell of it is making me very hungry - hope they've got vegemite). Then its back on the silver bird - next stop Heathrow.
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