Nairobi has by the far the worst airport i have been to. The first security chech is out side the entrance which you can't get past without a ticket which is just plain annoying when you've caught a taxi to see a fellow traveller off and you have to do it from the taxi rank. When it was my turn to leave i had to explain twice (2 x-ray points) that the contents of my pringles were in fact pringles and not a bomb. There also no decent lounge in the place, not that i could find anyway.
Once on my flight to Dubai i had some pretty awesome views of the sunset through storm clouds and lightning. Emirates is probably just better then Singapore airlines if only because of the camera mounted to front of the plane allowing you to watch during take-off and landing. Dubai airport isn't nearly as interesting as Singapore. A 1hr delay in transfer didn't help. Flying over europe was a little weird, at any given time there were planes flying beside, underneath, above, oncoming and across us. Not sure what a near miss is but some came pretty close.
Once at Heathrow i was out surprisingly quickly. I walked through the doors to the immigration hall and my heart sunk as i saw 1000's of people queing. Spirits rose as i moved straight through to the UK passport holders gate and was on british soil in 5 minutes. Of the two people that were meeting me at the airport neither showed up which after a 15hr flight was a little discouraging. I caught the tube to kilburn where i am now living with frosty, another aussie and a Saffa.
At the moment i am working as a driver / storeman / porter / random tasker for a catering and bar company. It doesn't pay much but i'm getting a lot of hours (80 last week). It also allows me to drive around london (which is shite quite frankly, the city is a maze of one-way streets, roundabouts, dead ends, no street signs, stupid people who walk into to traffic expecting you to stop and roads so narrow two bikes struggle to pass each other. I have to negotiate this in a 3.5t truck) and some of the surrounding country side.
During my first week i was asked to pick up a group of mexican businessman and take them from Heathrow to their hotel via some of the sights. At the time i had not driven through central london and was having a small anxiety attack about the prospect of the whole thing. This was not alieved when the guide (brazilian but spanish speaking) revealed she knew less than i did about driving in london. A desperate look through the A-Z had us on our way and i'm relieved to say that all went surprisingly well considering the irony of the situation.
I haven't done any rubber necking yet so a the moment its life as usual just here and not their.
Once on my flight to Dubai i had some pretty awesome views of the sunset through storm clouds and lightning. Emirates is probably just better then Singapore airlines if only because of the camera mounted to front of the plane allowing you to watch during take-off and landing. Dubai airport isn't nearly as interesting as Singapore. A 1hr delay in transfer didn't help. Flying over europe was a little weird, at any given time there were planes flying beside, underneath, above, oncoming and across us. Not sure what a near miss is but some came pretty close.
Once at Heathrow i was out surprisingly quickly. I walked through the doors to the immigration hall and my heart sunk as i saw 1000's of people queing. Spirits rose as i moved straight through to the UK passport holders gate and was on british soil in 5 minutes. Of the two people that were meeting me at the airport neither showed up which after a 15hr flight was a little discouraging. I caught the tube to kilburn where i am now living with frosty, another aussie and a Saffa.
At the moment i am working as a driver / storeman / porter / random tasker for a catering and bar company. It doesn't pay much but i'm getting a lot of hours (80 last week). It also allows me to drive around london (which is shite quite frankly, the city is a maze of one-way streets, roundabouts, dead ends, no street signs, stupid people who walk into to traffic expecting you to stop and roads so narrow two bikes struggle to pass each other. I have to negotiate this in a 3.5t truck) and some of the surrounding country side.
During my first week i was asked to pick up a group of mexican businessman and take them from Heathrow to their hotel via some of the sights. At the time i had not driven through central london and was having a small anxiety attack about the prospect of the whole thing. This was not alieved when the guide (brazilian but spanish speaking) revealed she knew less than i did about driving in london. A desperate look through the A-Z had us on our way and i'm relieved to say that all went surprisingly well considering the irony of the situation.
I haven't done any rubber necking yet so a the moment its life as usual just here and not their.
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