Our seven hour flight went without a hitch and we landed a few minutes early at 6:15 local time (1:15 am at home) just as the sun was rising. We dozed off and on for a few hours during the flight and landed feeling just like you’d imagine if someone woke you in the middle of the night with the gentle request to “move it…move it…move it.” We hustled to immigration/customs with the zest and grace of zombies and then things took a lovely (as they say her) turn when we zipped right thorough immigration and found the Arrivals Lounge, a first for me. The airline tickets in business class that Dan had arranged for us apparently entitled us to this treat. I like! The attendant offered us each the use of a shower room with all the amenities followed by breakfast at a nice, small buffet. We are there now and will camp out until time to find the Hertz counter at terminal 4 where we’ll hook up with Hettie and Ronnie.