Dubai

Phew. Thought I couldn't blog there, for a minute. The writing at the top of the page is in arabic and I couldn't work out which bit said 'sign in'. Then I remembered that the writing goes right to left and found it on the other side of the screen.
The flight was fine. Turbulence, but not a huge big drop, like on the way over. So that was ok, and a lovely smooth landing. Have no sense that i'm sitting on the edge of the desert. No particular sense of the middle east iether. But I AM sitting doing my blog in the mustering spot for Glasgow. I asked a member of staff, if there was a particular area where my computer could pick up the internet. He looked surprised and said 'the whole airport'. Here was me thinking there was a wee hotspot somewhere. It's a modern world.
I'm wondering what kind of washing powder people use out here. Their whites are very white. It doesn't matter what country we Munro/Aitkens live in, our whites are all tinged with grey.
Only 8 hrs flight left, I think, and half an hour until I get on the plane. So not too bad. The children will be in Nelson by now, if Spook has managed to get them out of the hot pools.