+ Travel in a world of adventures
Read my full day to day blog of my first big overseas solo trip.
Day two :
Throughout the 14hour flight I sat next to a man by the name of James who was about 40 years old heading back to Uganda to see his family. Next to him was a lovely girl called Lisa who was also travelling back to see family in her home country of Scotland. I always find it a funny thing that in our human nature we are able to sit next to someone for a long period of time without finding out there name or who they are and some things about them. Luckily this was not me. On the other hand in life we meet certain people who we just click with instantly, although we may have just met them we feel comfortable to just start taking about anything.
Anyway I arrived in Dubai at about 6am local time, just as the sun was rising. The flight was slightly delayed leaving Melbourne so instead of having a 3 hour wait in the airport it turned out to be about 1 and a ½ which was in my favour. However there I was casually strolling through the airport thinking I had heaps of time when I hear my flight number call for the gate being open and ready for boarding . I raced down the stairs to get to the gate just in time; the bus was waiting, ready to go. Ten minutes later I was sitting in a plane again on my last leg of my journey to Oman. Waiting at Muscat airport was my Aunty Nicky from my dad’s side of the family and a swarm of heat to great me as I stepped of the plane…. and apparently they call it winter here !
We arrive at their home after endless catch up conversation on the way to drop off my belongings before heading back out to go and see the waterfront and explore the city. A drive around to gather up the cousins, Danya and Eve, from school to be reunited after 5 years before going back to their home to fall asleep nearly instantly as it would have been 5:30am in New Zealand that my body clock was still attached to.
X Kirsty x