Travel is usually an exciting affair though I must admit, as
I’m aging, it can be a bit daunting. We have just returned from a trip to Dubai
to meet our new granddaughter, Livia, and I took the opportunity to duck over
to Germany while so close.
Having a daughter working for Emirates brings benefits. But cheap
travel comes at a cost. Standby is high risk and you never know exactly what
might happen and so started our trip, which saw us waiting at Brisbane airport
for 7 hours only to be sent home. We got on a flight the next night though, but
I think all the stress took its toll. I’ve never been sick on a plane before,
but our leg from Singapore to Dubai was a nightmare. I came down with a severe
migraine and unfortunately for me, the pain becomes so intense that I start vomitting
… and it doesn’t stop, not until the headache passes, which can take days. It
was 7 hours of HELL! The crew and other passengers were amazing and really
looked after me as did Chris. You can imagine how relieved I was to get off the
plane, even though I had to be taken in a wheelchair to the Emirates Airport
medical centre (amazing facility) to rehydrate and recover enough to get out of
the airport!
Bathing Livia |
Lush landscape |
Germany is stunningly beautiful. What a place, breathtaking.
Though I have been there once before, this time I fell in love. The countryside
is so lush and despite the high population density, the landscape is dotted
with forests and fields such that you have a sense of openness. I admire the
German’s for their organisation, structure and dependability. The cities, towns
and villages are full of character, history and interest. It was so lovely to
stroll around the malls on cobbled streets with alfresco dining everywhere. I
can’t wait to go back.
Cobbled shopping malls |
I returned to Dubai to see the family again and break up the
journey home (especially after what happened on the way over). All was good. Ramadan
had started. State and Church are not separate in Dubai, so it’s law. You
cannot be seen eating or even drinking water in public all day … interesting. The
family decided to enjoy Iftar (the breaking of the fast at sundown). Many of
the hotels cater for this special meal and it was an opportunity to appreciate
some Muslim culture at its best. We had a lovely evening … until Lauren and I
awoke at 4 am in the morning with vomitting and diarrhoea! The day before I was
due to fly home! Can you believe it?
We recovered within a few hours fortunately and I was able
to tackle the journey home – 2 kilos lighter than when I had arrived.
But despite the ups and downs, I’m still hooked on travel
and can’t wait to go again. I guess it’s just all part of the travel package.
But I do hope to avoid any more vomitting during future ventures!
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