Singapore to London

Of all the things I thought I might be doing today,  I didn't think I would be standing naked in the middle of an airport.  I'm not really up on the whole international jet setter thing, but the showers at Changi airport are a much needed thing.

We landed at Singapore 6 hours before our flight to London was due to leave.  So we have 6 hours to kill in a really hot airport.  We started off trying to amuse ourselves with a bit of shopping but it turned out the shops were even hotter than the rest of the airport, so we soon sought refuge in the (slightly cooler) business class lounge. 

Still 5 and a half hours to kill, but I have a great idea planned,  you see Cheng Airport has a butterfly garden (it's a very green airport, with trees and even a waterfall).  So I head down to the other airport with camera in hand to kill an hour or so, only to discover that because it is night time they turn the lights off to let the butterflies sleep.  Oh well, I can't even see them in the dark, let alone get shots of them!

So we are left with a round of getting a drink, reading a bit, getting some nibbles, reading a bit more, updating the blog, checking facebook, repeat.  By about 9:30 the heat is getting too much and as the sweat is starting to pool, it is time to take a shower.  It's really rather refreshing to get a shave and shower - after all it is about two in the morning by my watch and we have been travelling since 7 in the morning.

Eventually our plane leaves and no sooner have we taken off then I'm asleep.  This is when those fully flat beds are a really good thing,  I managed to get 6 or so hours kip and Maria managed a few short sleeps between coughs.

No sooner have I woken up when a stewardess appears with a cup of tea and some ferrero rocher - again they are spoiling us.  

So, what to do?  I'm wide awake and still 6 hours from London and virtually everything on the entertainment system I have seen.  So I decide to amuse myself with keywording the 6000 photos I have taken.  It's a dull job but no one else is going to do it.

Finally, after being served a nice big breakfast,we start to approach Heathrow.  We watch the approach on the onboard mapping system, and we watch the plane do a big loop as we are stacked on approach.  I have always thought my shed is used as one of the stacking locations for Heathrow and judging from the map I seem to be right.

We touch down at home at 6 in the morning - though my body clock doesn't have a clue what time it is.