The first leg, a 'mere' 3 hours from Manchester to Helsinki, seemed to pass by pretty quickly. It also had the best shaped cheese biscuits of any airline we have been on:
Tears streaming down my eyes as I struggled to contain the tickle in my throat, I then developed loud hiccups. With the overnight flight firmly underway, this could only add to my popularity. Hiccups subsiding back to the coughing, I shoved cough sweets down my throat, and the whole cabin was filled with the pungent smell of eucalyptus - and the continued coughing as the pastilles did nothing to help.
Unable to land in Sydney until after 5am, we had to wait on the tarmac for half an hour at Singapore, and then once in the vicinity of Sydney Kingsmith airport, had to do a slight detour so we could touch down at 5.01am.
The skies were blue and the air heavy with tropical scents. Together with the new light of the day, (and the lack of sleep) it felt like we were arriving for a holiday.
Grabbing a couple of take away coffees and some banana bread, we sat on the wall in the warm sun, watching as Sydney life took hold around us.
Wondering if maybe we had cracked it as we had none when arriving in England (though not at all sure what we had done to achieve this), we have been making up for it this week, with some very early starts.
It is lovely seeing the sun come up, and sitting outside listening to the birds as they wake up, getting wafts of the scent of our heavily blossomed orange tree.
And it is funny waking the cats up, rather than the other way around, and then Ralph sulking for the rest of the morning at his early start.
But this morning, it was 2am when we both woke up! Try as we might, sleep was not to come. So apologies for the fuzzy-brained post!