Pretty quiet day today – just thawing out and spent a bit of time looking in and around Clarke Quay. The trip was pretty uneventful – other than the stupid (50+ something) woman in front of Louise who kept flicking her Shirley Temple hair over the back of the seat and in front of Louise’s screen. This was a massive issue because Louise couldn’t rewatch a whole bunch of Fixer Upper episodes. I was not allowed to hack the offending hair off with a blunt Emirates butter knife.
Anyhow, here’s some pickchas for you to hve a look at. (BTW, there won’t be many – if any – photos that have me or Louise as the subjects…)