Monday, 26 September 2016

7. Challenges, tears and pushy cues; Dubai to Budapest


(Note: This blog is mostly about the accessibility issues we tackled between Dubai and Budapest. While hopefully informative to those with mobility restrictions, it may not be entertaining to others. Stay tuned for the next Budapest blog for more sights and tales!)

The next leg of our journey was flying Emirates to Budapest and we couldn’t wait to get there! Sadly the start of the day was far from smooth sailing and we were in for a long day. At the Emirates check in the staff member had no idea what to do when confronted with the wheelchair and after several attempts at trying to explain what we needed or that Dickey was not able to get up and walk despite her request she finally called her supervisor and he was able to check us in with no issues. 20 mins of challenge to achieve the positive result in 5 mins!
We then breezed through customs only to be confronted with what was clearly a Saturday morning at the Dubai airport! There were thousands of people everywhere, toilet cues miles long and the coffee vendors working at snails pace. Compared to the opulence we had witnessed around Dubai, especially in the arrivals terminal, the departure terminal was definitely a bit worse for wear. Making our way to our gate we presented ourselves to the staff, with plenty of time before boarding and again were met with no apparent sense of urgency or awareness of getting Paul on board the plane first. As boarding was announced it became pretty apparent they were not at all ready for us and as the other passengers filed on we continued to wait. For anyone with mobility issues you become very used to boarding first and debarking last, a way of ensuring you are safely on, briefed and don’t hold up the other travelers. On this flight there was none of this. All of a sudden an Emirates ground crew member arrived with the boarding chair, Dickey transferred across and his wheelchair whisked away. We crossed our fingers it would be there at the other end!

Thursday, 22 September 2016

6. 24 hours in Dubai

Glass elevators at Dubai Airport
Arriving in Dubai our eyes were widened. The enormity and opulence of the airport was incredible, as was the humidity in the huge terminal, the number of different cultures represented, the 100's of staff and also law enforcement personnel. We had landed on a Friday and given we had only 24 hours in Dubai we had chosen a budget level Ibis hotel close to the airport. The aim was to see Dubai, not spend the time sleeping! The start of the day didn't so much go to plan as we headed to the Airport train station to travel the 3 stops to our hotel. But being a Friday and the Middle East's Holy Day the trains weren't running! The first research fail on our behalf!
After walking in circles for about 30 minutes as we couldn't understand the signage (sleep deprivation, rather than translation issues perhaps) we finally found the right cab rank. The Cab system in Dubai is interesting and we were pointed towards the 'Pink Cab fleet' which is their taxi system for women and families, driven exclusively by women. Our driver was great and after more circles on one-way roads we arrived at our hotel, from which we had a great view of the airport! It had been a long first 90 minutes in Dubai but we were at the hotel and ready to drop our bags off and head out to explore!

Thursday, 8 September 2016

5. Three cheers for Qantas!

Being one to naturally push myself to fit everything possible in I had decided to work right up to the day we flew out. Finishing work at 0700 hours, I was now officially on eight weeks annual leave and both excited out of my mind and totally exhausted!! Three hours sleep post a 12 hour night shift, was just enough to get me through the final day of chores, packing and at the airport with time to enjoy the Qantas lounge and a few champagnes before we boarded our 10.55pm flight on the QF009 to Dubai. Whoop whoop!!!

Overall most things were organised and it really was a matter of just finishing the packing, dropping our very spoilt Staffy at her 'Aunts' and doing the final check of our house before we jumped in the cab. We had listed our home on Air BnB and for anyone heading away for more than a week or two we would so thoroughly recommend taking the time to clean up, pack up important personal items and enlist the help of a cleaner or friend to be your 'caretaker'. Of the eight and a half weeks I was away we managed to have it booked for what totaled seven weeks all up! What luck!