I’ve made it safely to Doha airport and am just waiting for my connection to take me onto Adelaide. I’ll not lie, saying goodbye to my family this morning was hellish. I had managed to keep myself pretty much together until the best boyfriend in the world hugged me and I was undone by his affection. I sobbed through the security checks, being ignored by fellow passengers and cared for by the excellent Qatar airlines staff. I was ok wandering around duty free wishing I knew more about perfume, but eventually had to turn off my phone as the Facebook messages and texts were reducing me to tears. I definitely felt the love J
I’ve never been on a ‘big’ plane and loved it the moment I boarded. I would describe myself as a nervous flyer usually all that went out the window when I got on board – it was just like the movies! I hadn’t even realised we had taken off as I was already plugged into Guardians of the Galaxy 2. Cried a bit watching a movie called Going in Style but I’m at a very funny age…. Even managed to doze off a bit in front of some BBC documentary about extraordinary hotels, just like I do at home.
I’m now sitting in Doha airport waiting for my connecting flight to Adelaide. This place is amazing. I feel like I’m in a Bond villains lair – it’s fabulous. There is a small white train which runs through the centre on a raised track which is all very sci-fi. Having been sat for seven hours on a plane, I ventured off to walk a bit. It’s a different world to the one I’m used to J I shop in Lidl and Morrisons mostly but here I have the choice of Harrods, Polo, Swarovski and weirdly WH Smith. The airport smells vaguely of expensive cigars and languages are being spoken loudly which I cannot identify. People sound a bit aggressive to my European ear but all are friendly. This really is an awfully big adventure for someone who grew up in a village and still thinks going to London is intrepid.