Well we're safe and sound back in Dubai. We got in late last night - well, technically this morning I guess. By the time we were through Passport Control it was about 12:05 am on Friday. The crazy part? We left Boston at 7:15 pm on Wednesday.

I think somewhere in there we lost a day.

Actually for us Thursday was only fifteen hours long, and for six of them we were sleeping at London's Heathrow Airport. The rest we spent sleeping on planes.

So by the time it was midnight on Friday we weren't really tired.

Uh-oh.

We did finally got to sleep at 3 am, but my night was cut short by a happy little cat who, at 7:30 am, wanted to play.

I know that's only four-and-a-half hours of sleep, but don't feel bad for me - I just finished a mid-afternoon nap that was almost that long again. I blame Dubai's weird clouds right now. It feels like sleeping outside, so why not take a four hour nap inside?

Anyway now it's five in the afternoon and I don't know if I'm awake or tired. I don't know up from down. Am I hungry? When was the last time I ate?

All I do know that is I'm jet-lagged like you wouldn't believe.

I'll come back later and tell the story of our vacation. Heck, I'll probably be up in the middle of the night and bored soon enough ...