Saturday, October 15, 2011

Hi all, we are well and trully setlled in back home and happily no jet-lag to speak of :-)

Have had trouble during our travels with this blog site though, which is why there's been no new posts during the past six weeks, til now ... please take a look at the website link below (blue text: Europe 2011) for images and some writing of our trip - trying to loading images and text on this blog very quickly became tiresome and totally non-user friendly :-(

Nonetheless, we had a wonderful five weeks, would happily go do it all over again, and we're already planning our next European holiday :-))

Ell and Chris

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The dreariness of airport lounges ... Abu Dhabi Airport ... this isn't Chris BTW, just a candid snap of some random guy

Sunday 4th September, continued ...

Uneventful flight to Brussels, another two movies see most of the 7 hour leg out of the way ... on board entertainment - love it! By now though, have had no serious sleep since waking Sunday morning - will crash at some point ;o)

Walking through Brussels airport, Chris says in his best posh accent, "Welcome to Europe, dahhhlink!" and the airport Belgian Beer 'Garden' beckons ... Stella Artois on tap, and the 50 cl glass looks the goods ... notice it's CL (centi-litres) here, not 'ml'. Serious lack of sleep combined with beer, and it's a good thing we're both seated!! While I don't understand a word, the 'snob' in me is lovin' being surrounded by the European accents!

On the way to the boarding lounge to catch the local Belgian Airliner for the 1.5 hour flight to Copenhagen, we get side-tracked by the delights of a "Neuhaus Chocolatier". Having decided on a box of mixed truffles (EU$20.30) we look for the additional coin to add to the notes ... amongst the handful of coin pulled out of Chris' pocket was an Aussie 20c piece - we found this hilariously funny! We'd travelled 21 hours or more, were miles away from Australia, and here was of all coins an Aussie 20c piece! Amazing how funny things seem to be with lack of sleep combined with beer! Even funnier though was the unsmiling straight face of the elder woman behind the counter, to whom we attempted to explain what caused our laughter ... in her Belgian accent, she said "I don't get the joke!" After we'd walked off with our purchased chocolates, Chris told me he had to try really hard not to burst out laughing again when she'd said "I don't get the joke!" ... beer and extreme tiredness - what a combo ;o)

By the time we board, I've got the yawns - at last! Seating found, I remember the plane being given a shove backwards to taxi point, briefly being woken by the noise of the engines revving for take off, and nothing else until decent into Copenhagen ... Chris said I was out like a light almost immediately after getting our seats ... funny about that ;o)

Copenhagen - 6.30pm local time ... Chris finds our train out of the airport, and within 15 minutes, we're at Copenhagen Central Station, escalators taking us to street level ... why can't Melbourne airport have a connecting rail line to the CBD? Sooooo efficient! :o/

A short walk to "Hotel du Nord", our room found, and it's "lights out" soon after ... dinner? Too tired!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Sunday - 4th September 2011

After months of planning, and past few weeks of counting down the sleeps, THE day is finally here - surreal!

With a happy smiley face our cat/housesitter arrives punctually at designated time, and gets busy playing with (distracting) the cats, while we finish packing and trying to remember any last minute instructions/emergency numbers ... 4pm and we're off down the street on a short walk to the local bus stop for the airport shuttle - we'd need not have hurried as much, it was running late, and enroute, we get to see parts of inner Melb not seen before, as passengers various were collected - all part of the adventure! :o)

Luggage checked in, boarding passes in hand, we head for the International departure lounge, and fooood!

Not long after finishing our meals, three chirpy elder English ladies sit at the next table, one with a decidedly ratbag twinkle in her eye - it's not long before we five get chatting. They'd ordered a tapas platter to share between them, saying lunch (at a retirement home, where they'd been visiting a friend) was a long time ago. "It was quite nice really" says Ratbag, "... at least we didn't have to chew it!" ;o)

I can't help but ask her, did she always get into 'trouble' at school with the teachers? Oooh yes, she says proudly and as a result, became a teacher herself, and all the ratbag kids she taught loved her! Would have liked to hear more of her stories, but the trio had a 9pm plane to catch ... the tapas platter gets shoved our way to share, still two thirds full with a plea of please help them finish it, and won't hear our 'protest' ... minutes later, they were gone

Finally, it's our turn to face the longest leg of the trip: 14 hours non-stop, to Abu Dhabi! Six movies later (dozed through most of No.4 I think - must have been good!) and we're almost there! We'd departed Melbourne at night, flown hours in total darkness, got to see some of the lights of Colombo from up on high, watched the approaching dawn of a new day following us to Abu Dhabi ... about an hour out from landing, the sun popped it's bright orange ball over the 'horizon' of hazy cloud and across the sand of UAE - special! Sadly, did not have the camera handy :o(

Flawless landing - 6am in Abu Dhabi, it's already 30 degrees celcius!



AD airport ... it's huge, very busy, have recliner chairs to put your feet up while you wait for the next flight, and is somewhat amusing:
- their loos have sensors that automatically flush it within a few secs of you standing up ... just don't lean forward if you're still seated - as Chris did! ;o)
- Melb flight staff are so organised with getting passengers boarded and seated in an orderly efficient fashion ... at AD? it's every man/woman for themselves! Fortuitously, we'd somehow managed to be a few of the first to board our flight for the next leg to Brussels and get smartly to our seats, to then watch the chaos of others doing 'musical chairs' with finding theirs - it seems that reading seat numbers is optional! Flight attendants? What flight attendants? They had no control ;o)

TBC ...

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Nullarbor ...a strange place to start a journey, one might think ...
but it is where this next blog actually begins ... look for my previous blog

nullabor 2010 ... make sure you mis-spell it like I did, or you won't find it! ;o)