Dubai Day 17: The voyage home.

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The flight back to Toronto was during the daytime, so we figured that it would be easier on us, and Elsy, as none of us would be trying to fight sleep for at least the first part of the flight. Gina also drove us to the airport in the morning on her way to work, which helped us a lot. We also decided to get a porter move our luggage as my shoulder and legs were still injured.

The flight ended up delayed an hour for takeoff. As the plane pushed back from the gate, the auxiliary power did not kick in, and we had to sit while the technicians tried to find out what was wrong with the plane.
Maggie and Elsy about to board the plane.
When we finally did take off, Elsy was so wired, and had so much practice crawling and climbing stairs in Dubai, that she had a lot of trouble sitting still in the bassinet. In fact, she tried crawling into the adjacent bassinet that had a much younger, smaller, and quieter baby. We had to restrain her a number of times. The fact that Elsy was so much more active on the flight back made this flight as tiring, if not more so, than our flight in. I can not imagine keeping a toddler pinned down once they've learned how to walk.

When we landed in Toronto, we were told that our gate was busy and sat on the tarmac for another hour before they found a gate for us to debark. The extra time on the plane was difficult as we were near to some infant that was wailing during the entire delay.

Still, we made it home in one piece. We probably will not be flying like this again until the kids are adolescents..

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