Wearily catching a spell after having got through Security. Then it was onto the boarding area and we found Jeantine's idea of getting at the front of queue to be one of the first on board doesn't work as the staff load Premium and Business Class before then inviting those with children and then sorting the boarding a bit like various tables being invited up to the smorgasbord. Finally headed to Seat 32J on Flight SQ 318. Was it Boeing 777 as it was 3 - 4 - 3 across. We had the aisle and middle seat on the starboard side.
After we found our seat, a young man queried our seating as we had his window seat. Then he said he would be OK with the aisle seat. Just as well for us as he was quite restless, jiggling round, getting up and down, so that saved him climbing over us. As he got up so often I, beside him in the middle seat, just waited for when he was up and escaped for toilet visits or stretching. The downside was he was quite sniffly and I ended up with a chest cold for the first couple of weeks in in London
A combo display from catching the cross fade - at 7830 ft
5959 ft
Heathrow Security awaits - 'No Photos' a sign said, so a sneaky shot.
Then after baggage claim there was Jeantine - who took us out to the carpark looking for the taxi she had organised. Finally the travel weary duo were in Islington London.
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