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Mammoth journey

Tuesday, February 10, 2009 at 07:00AM
Posted by Registered CommenterTrav

Well I am a very tired and disorientated little bear right now and everything is a blur.  My journey to New Zealand went exactly to plan in spite of the British weather - not even a 5 minute delay at any stage of the journey.  I have gone from slipping on the ice at my home bus stop, to feeling the sun scorch my fur in the desert heat of the middle East, to a rather sticky Auckland airport - which is where I am currently chilling out while the pet humans try to order pizza over the phone with no credit on their New Zealand mobile.

The journey to Dubai was surprisingly short (6 hours) and straight forward.  We arrived at 6:30 local time and took a very scary taxi to our hotel.  Mrs Pet Human was praying to Allah most vociferously, while Mr Pet Human pretended to be really butch and kept saying things like "This is nothing, you ought to see how they drive in India!"

Our hotel room overlooked the old fort and the museum, and that was our first port of call.  We also wandered around Old Dubai looking at all the beautiful old buildings, and at the bustling river with its hundreds of boats and noise and colour.  Needless to say, the Pet Humans took loads of pictures, but I am extremely disappointed to report that they didn't take very many of me.  Maybe it's because everything was so new and different, a real culture shock.  (eg every now and again we were summoned to prayer over loud speakers outside the mosques - there seemed to be a lot of singing going on.)

We did a surprising amount of sight-seeing, considering it was a post flight tourist session.  Things got a bit confused when we all went to bed at 7pm out of sheer exhaustion, and then Mrs Pet Human woke up demanding chocolate at midnight, and crashed around the room in the dark trying not to wake us up!  (Apparently.)

Then the mammoth section of the journey started.  The flight from Dubai to Auckland was 18.5 hours with 90 minutes in Sydney airport.  About an hour before landing in Sydney we all just lost the will to live and felt our life force draining away from us.  The ultimate test of strength came at customs.  We knew what a drag it would be, but it still hit hard.  The disinfectant man commented on how sparkly and clean our walking boots were, and Mrs Pet Human did her Mrs Robinson routine on him......she is just SO embarrassing!

 

Anyway - I'd better sign off now and see if this pizza's going to turn up.  We're staying in central Auckland tomorrow, and hopefully going to the Maritime museum and doing a few more sights before heading off to see Auntie Julie.  Mr PH thinks I'm writing a novel......well I've paid for my internet access, and I intend to use it!  

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