Tuesday January 22nd. Off we go!

Departure day has arrived , dark and frosty. Our bags are assembled for the traditional photo after which it starts to gently snow. Happily one of our lovely neighbours has offered us a lift down to the station so we can stay warm and dry.


At the station we discover that the fast train that we planned to travel on to Glasgow has been cancelled. The best option appears to catch a late running local that goes via Cumberland and which takes 30 minutes longer. When this turns up it is one of the new electrics with the added bonus of a seat reserved especially for D.



Proceeding westwards the snow gets heavier. We congratulate ourselves on our perspicacity in heading for sunnier climes. The delayed local recovers a few minutes and a short forced march to the bus station allows us to board the airport express bus bang on departure time.



We have checked in online so get to join the short queue for the baggage drop. Due to a lack of First Class passengers we are invited to use that desk. Here we have to undergo a third degree as we cannot produce an onward ticket from Bangladesh. This is because we want to do this by train and this can only be booked when we get there. The two ladies on the counter phone a friend and D has to answer a lot of impertinent questions about Bangladesh Railways' booking system. This is a subject about which he knows very little but we manage to convince them to let us on the flight. Tomorrow morning could be fun.

Boarding is delayed and a bit of a scrimmage when it happens. No explanation is given although we did get to watch the wing de-icing machine in action. Our seats are a pair right at the back which is fine for us. We should be in no hurry when we get to Dubai.  Take off is just over an hour after the advertised departure. On board the food is fine, the drinks sufficient and the entertainment rivetting. D watched the whole of Lawrence of Arabia, complete with intermission just like it had at the Odeon in 196?. As usual we spent half an hour circling over the Persian Gulf , followed by an aerial tour of the outer suburbs of Dubai City.



As you might have guessed we got there OK. Just a couple of hours to kill until the next flight. The next post should be from Bangladesh - assuming that they let us in.


PS  Just in case you don't know what kaalchur is, here is a photo.

Comments

  1. chouxdle23 January 2019 at 04:07

    tee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee heee heee heee heee. I am gigglings and just cannot stop.
    Thank you Respected Shri W.

    No matter how much I giggle you'd be wise to take heed the vaarning from the blog...
    "It makes the bangali bristle like a porcupine, unleashing quill-like ripostes on anyone who dares to thus cross their path". One perhaps may just be gentler since you're from Boycott's natibhs.

    How dare ANYBODY argue with you about BD trains and such - irrespective of how ignorant you are. These are the instances, IF one is wise - one'd imbibe the bengali kaalchur.


    Welcome to Shonar Bangla <3

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  2. theyyamdancer23 January 2019 at 05:05

    I think you got to Dhaka before you left Bonnie Scotland.

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  3. chouxdle23 January 2019 at 05:52

    hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahaha. Onward ho to them fishy lands.

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