Flying here was totally
awesome . . . The concept of not trying to figure out whose arm gets which narrow
arm rest just doesn’t exist! And if you prefer not to touch, fall over strangers
or get too close to them during feeding time then Business Class is the way to
go!
During the flight I reclined the chair pretty well to try
and get a lie down . . Was doing ok, pretty relaxed, not horizontal but ok . .
. Hostess came over and asked me if I’d like her to “make my bed”. I wasn’t
really sure what that meant but said “yeh, ok . . “ . . . we just looked at
each other, both confused . . a small awkward moment passed and she then asked
me to stand up. I complied. She then made a few moves and my chair literally
transformed itself into a bed! Amazing! Felt like a newby (which I am) but
there were no instructions or anything . . . So I was fully stretched out, private,
pillow, blanket and horizontal! Well I’ve never done business class
international and the new A380 is pretty cool! It’s so massive!!!
Going from Singapore to Bangalore was on a Boeing 777 . . . When I got in I was a bit disappointed to see the layout . . . I then realised how spoilt I’d just been when I poked my head into economy and that’s what I’d been used to all these years!
Going from Singapore to Bangalore was on a Boeing 777 . . . When I got in I was a bit disappointed to see the layout . . . I then realised how spoilt I’d just been when I poked my head into economy and that’s what I’d been used to all these years!
Upon arrival I’m of
course on my best behaviour and want to get through immigration all ok.
A girl waves me over to her desk which was tagged for
‘Diplomats’ . . I gingerly approached looking at the sign giving facial
gestures indicating “I’m not a Diplomat!” She just waves me forward so again, I
comply. She checks the paperwork and hands back the passport. I then asked
where I should go now . . being a bit tired and all . . . I motion in 2
different directions with a question like face. And what do I get? A massive smile
and an Indian Head Wobble! It was a brilliant one also, very hypnotic!!! I did
not know what to do so just walked forward knowing that being behind the immigration
counter was where you want to be. . The link below has now enlightened me . .
Security Scanning on
the way out of an airport? WTF? Why scan the bags as I’m leaving! Two guys
in very casual clothes hassling some girl whilst we’re just filing through,
alarms and beeps going off . . . Nobody stopping us, it was like a Self Service
kind of security screening point! I sensed the blokes got through but the girls
got stopped . . . Laughable!
The car trip from the
airport . . . what can I say . . . total chaos and mayhem. . . horns replace indicators, headlights are
optional just like motorcycle helmets. People just walk across the road, lines
on the road (where they exist) are optional, merely guidelines . . to drift
over them or straddle them is ok, it might get u a high beam or a honk but
that’s ok. No agro . . so u may give 3 horns but as u pass there is no evil
glance or hand gesture . . Two way multi lane roads become one way when one
direction n has a clear majority . . I did feel bad when seeing an Ambulance with
lights and sirens running behind us was making less progress in the traffic
than us!! How wrong is that!
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