I wrote this last Thursday in Dubai, en route to Bangkok. Originally intending to post it once we got there, we never actually got around to sorting out any internet access -- too busy having fun!, so I'm posting it belatedly now that we're back in Riyadh after our short, but wonderful, break.
So my torn calf muscle recovered enough in the last week to brave the trip to Bangkok for our free holiday. We got to the dreaded King Khalid International Airport to find it almost completely deserted -- a very pleasant change from last time.
Got checked in on the first leg, Saudia Airlines to Dubai, in ten minutes flat, the plane was there, we took off on time in a new plane, the service was good, and with a tailwind we landed about an hour ago in Dubai, ten minutes early.
So what's the problem?
The problem is I feel really rough. A late-night party last night, couple with several other late nights, poor diet, no rollerblading (leg) and general stress about the Bangkok trip and something else at work have all combined to leave me feeling pretty run down and with the odd chest pain.
I'm writing this in the Business Class Lounge at Dubai airport where Karen and I are wiling away the two hours until we board the flight to Bangkok, and all I really want to do is sleep in my own bed. I know: "What an ingrate! You've got the holiday of a lifetime, FREE! How dare you bemoan your lot in life!" Believe me, I'm saying that to myself as loudly as you, and I am counting my blessings but that doesn't change the way I feel, which if pretty flu-like ... again!
I can't get on-line here to post this so will save it til we get to the hotel, shortly after which I'll give you an update on my ailing condition (sniff) -- like you care!