Getting to London

This may not have been the longest trip ever, but it certainly has felt like it. More or less recovered, I have risen from almost twelve hours of hibernation and Deb is still asleep. We may have just beat the discomforts of jet lag by staying mostly awake for thirty-six hours or so before succumbing.

A shuttle van picked us up at just after noon on Tuesday. Somehow our bodies feel that was yesterday (but today is Thursday).

For the first time ever, Deb had upgraded our first and longest flight (to London) to business class. When we arrived at the airport we discovered that this included access to the British Airways Premium Lounge. We sat in a lovely dining area sipping cocktails (of course they were doubles). We weren't exactly starving but I did have to sample the roast beef with yorkshire pudding. Deb ate some of her gnocchi with pesto sauce. Then there were several choices of wine and champagne available but we chose to sit in lounge chairs and enjoy our coffee until our plane was prepared for us.

Deb then used her cane to our advantage so we could jump to the front of the boarding line. Once on the plane our seats were alternately facing forward and backwards. Each had a bank of controls  which would allow it to sit up straight or to lie down flat. Blankets and pillows were waiting for us. A stewardess handed us menus for a three course dinner and a checklist for breakfast when we woke up. While we waited, we were each handed a glass of champagne to sip.

Since I had recently eaten, I opted just to have the ahi tuna appetizer and a cheese tray for desert. Deb went for the whole meal and greatly enjoyed her chicken tikki masala. Before dinner was served we of course had to have a cocktail (or two).

Oddly, this very comfortable situation did not immediately translate into a good sleep. We each watched a different movie and then stretched out. In my case, I had been asleep for about two hours when a stewardess gently tapped me on the shoulder to say that my breakfast was ready. I had peameal on a bun and Deb chose scrambled eggs. Soon we arrived at Heathrow.