Our journey was somewhat blighted by the ridiculously over-the-top security now in place at airports as a result of the alleged (very British word) terrorist plot. The queues for hand baggage x-ray at Manchester Airport were phenomenal but I have to say that the security folks handled it with good humour and incredible efficiency and we got through it in just under an hour. I desperately needed a fag after doing that, and found the naughty corner - an unventilated room containing the world's longest chain-smoke. As part of the security malarkey, all lighters and matches were confiscated, so you had to bum a light from somebody who had a ciggie on the go.
We changed at Istanbul and had to undergo another x-ray check at the gate. This one involved everyone with a laptop switching it on to prove it was real, and caused our flight to leave about half an hour late.
There was a huge queue at passport control in Dubai, yet more x-raying, and then we hit the street. At 3am the temperature was 32°C and the humidity was unbelievable. It's great to be back!
More holiday blogs tomorrow...betcha can't wait.