Day 2, part 1
September 13th 2016 It is 7.10am and I’m sitting at Terminal 3 at Dubai…… I know, it’s something like 1pm at home…
I sat next to a nice couple from Doncaster, flying to Glasgow for a funeral. Every now and then I would see the lady leave her seat and head in the direction of the toilet. I wondered if I had again attracted folk who suffer from motion sickness; it turned out she was just a nervous passenge
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