Thoughts on life, food and travel from a POM abroad
Having arrived a little earlier than planned from my Johannesburg inbound flight, I deposited my laden suitcase at the Excess Baggage Company, who kindly agreed to look after it overnight for an exorbitant fee. However, this was conditional on me identifying some miscellaneous item they discovered on the x-ray as suspicious. Unable to do so, …
Continue reading "I’m beginning to feel as if I’ve spent the last 24 hours at Heathrow!"
“Please can you stay in your booked seat for take-off and landing to manage weight distribution on the plane?" Yes, that made sense, “then once the seat belt lights are off, you can sit where ever you like.” Well, that heralded the beginning of the most unorthodox flight I have ever been on. As instructed, …
Continue reading "The pilot’s announcement took me by surprise…"
I couldn’t really understand why I hadn’t thought of doing it before. A daytime flight had to be the epitome of how international travel is supposed to be. It doesn’t require you to fold your body into contortions alongside hundreds of strangers, to manage at least some semblance of sleep, while squashed into a seat with space enough for a couple of battery hens. Surely, I thought, there’s a better way to do this?
