A six-hour sleep in a hotel room in Dubai kept us all going for the longest (17-hour) leg to Brisbane. The kids slept on the plane, but not all at the same time (so no sleep for the grown-ups). When they did all finally conk out at the same time it was the Brisbane-Auckland leg! They were still all fast asleep long after the plane had landed and all the other passengers had disembarked. We were the last ones off the plane.
A lovely day greeted us; but as I write this it's raining and a little chilly. The blossoms are out but Summer is still a way off. Daylight Saving has already happened here, so we look forward to longer days.
Walking in the front door of our house was strange. Everything seemed different; larger or smaller. Like it was slightly unfamiliar - a house remembered but not lived in for a while.
When I stood still, it felt like the room was moving around me; the air was liquid and I was swimming in it. I guess it's the jetlag??
The two days travelling felt like being in limbo. We lost all sense of time. I felt like we had travelled between worlds, not just countries. When we arrived back we couldn't work out what day it was.
We all got a good night's sleep - Miss Fab (a.k.a. Princess) had to be woken up at 11am. She slept 16 hours!
Now she's off to play with her friend Ruby who she greatly missed (she was the only one who asked to come home to New Zealand... because she missed her friends) She's wearing her Scottish Kilt today - it looks so sweet.
I'd better go and drop her off but in the meantime hello NZ. It's nice to be home.