Chasing daylight

As I sat on plane above the Tasman watching the long sunset as we sat on that line on the map between night and day, I wrote my first blog in my head.  It was poetic, it was witty, it was possibly even profound.  But after two days with no sleep, I'm rather jetlagged and all there is in my brain is emptiness. 

We have however arrived in Paris, navigated the trains and roads to our lovely apartment and had eight hours sleep.  Some highlights from the flight:

1.  Janice bought a set of eye cover thingys.  They had me in hysterics (you'll have to ask her why)
2.  At Dubai airport: Me: shall we travelator?  Janice: no, let's travel now.   (As our flight had been delayed, this was particularly amusing)
3. The poor man's first class visit the the spa in Dubai airport.

Today we're off the see the Arc de Triomphe and then wander from there....