In Transit

Day Two

We are on the aeroplane, on route to Singapore.  All of a sudden Sollie rushes to the toilet and throws up.  Poor Sollie.  His face is white as a ghost and he doesn’t feel well at all.  The flight attendants sprinkle some special powder on the vomit.  It makes it stop smelling.  Then it becomes all grainy and sandy, and the flight attendant scoops it up with a special shovel.  Then she puts a mat over the cleaned up area, so no one walks in it.

Sollie feels better after Singapore.  He settles back on the plane and goes to sleep.  Ziggy sleeps too.  We are on our way from Singapore to London when all of a sudden, Ziggy starts to be sick!  I quickly grab a plastic cup from the seat pocket.  Then a sick bag.  Poor Ziggy is sick just like Sollie was on the last flight.

We have one more flight to go.  I hope no one else will be sick.



Sollie Wheels The Bag Down Dublin Airport Concourse



Ziggy the Traveler

Favourite things:

Ziggy: watching movies – Narnia the voyage of the dawn treader

Sollie: the first dinner, with mashed potato, hummus, chicken and cheese.

Emma: watching Black Swan, Burlesque, and writing my frying pan story.

At Auckland Airport