Survived jetlag

It was a long, long flight for everyone. Chloe handled it really well. Probably better than the parents and grandparents. At least she got a bed to lay down in.

I'm writing this as I look out from our hotel room across the harbour at Douglas on the Isle of Man. Believe it or not the weather has been lovely. The sun is shining although the wind can be very chilly. This morning we rode the steam train down to Port Erin, then spent the afternoon driging across to Peel and then around the northern half of the island. The idea had been to visit Peel Castle. Well it was a nice thought except for the fact the castle doesn't open for tours until Easter. At least Ron has had the opportunity to drive around the famous Isle of Man bike race track. It's the best road on the island. Twists and turns through the hills, straight through towns and small villages.

CHLOE AND DADDY AT DUBAI AIRPORT

The jet lag caught up with us yesterday. We arrived on the island, drove around, explored the shops in Douglas and headed back to the hotel about 4 pm where we promtly fell asleep on the bed. We thought we'd only napped until we looked at the clock - it was 9pm. Ron never sleeps during the day! Unlike me who will sleep anywhere, anytime.

Tomorrow we explore the southern part of the island before flying back to Birmingham on the evening flight.