Flying Etihad

My ride to the airport took almost an hour with traffic as insane as always. My timing was good as the Etihad counter had just opened and I was able to check in. The lounge in Kathmandu is “run by the Radisson” I would recommend running – far away and fast. It wasn’t that the carpet needed cleaning or the food looked a bit strange. It was the bright shiny carapace on the 5 cm long cockroaches that convinced me there were better places to wait in the airport.

The flight itself was lovely with excellent food and the lounges here in Abu Dhabi are amazing. They include a huge range of food available 24 hours as well as some free spa treatments.

Yes, you heard me – 15 minutes of bliss with a choice of foot, head, back, shoulders….. and like everyone else in the airport – they are guest workers from somewhere else. In this case the Philippines.

So here I am, sleepy somewhere around 0400 in the morning with my next flight about 1000.

Oh, and thank Australia for me! Unlike in other countries, I can’t check my luggage through to my final destination. I have to claim it in Melbourne and then go check in and drop it off. Again. This is unlike the US where you claim luggage but drop it right back off as it was ticketed all the way through.

I am hoping my three hours between flights is enough…

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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