"...in a land far, far away..."

Well, almost fifteen hours later I have arrived at my layover point - Hamad International Airport in Doha, Qatar. The plane's display indicates we have travelled 7753 miles at roughly 575 miles per hour.

The plane ride here was uneventful (which, when you are 38,000 feet in the air, is a good thing). Dinner was actually a decent beef stew with Israeli couscous and veggies.

I tried to sleep after dinner but it was fitful at best. I used to think I could sleep just about anywhere, but this sardine can that they call economy class leaves much to be desired for comfort. Luckily there were no screaming babies and because there was no one in the middle seat, I wasn't disturbed by someone needing to get out every ten minutes.

Brunch was an omelet which was not too bad, but I really had no appetite and so only ate about three bites and then gave up to just finish my hot tea.

Really looking forward to getting out of this tin can with wings and stretching my legs even if it's just for a little while before my next flight.

The airport is very modern, well laid out and strangely quiet for an international airport. Have to say that with all the Indians, Pakistani and Middle eastern women around, I feel slightly under dressed. Oh well, there are enough westerners that my knee length skirt doesn't seem to garner too much attention.

There are some very beautiful art pieces and then....well...it's a bear. Strange.

Off again very shortly to Abu Dhabi.Les mer