The morning started early – but that is the pleasure of international travel and the need for three hor check-in times. This conspiring with the vaguaries of the M25 mean that you have to be cautious and allow plenty of time.
Urban-cub acted as chauffeuse and ensured we had a trouble-free first leg of the journey. Arriving at LHR we completed our check-in, picked up a few bob of Thai currency and headed off to get some breakfast.
Suitably replete and with time trickling on we bade adieu to Urban-cub and prepared for the next leg of the journey to see Cousteau-cub. Every stage of the trip seemed to be going remarkably smoothly – no queues for check-in, no queues for security, pleasant stroll around the shops, half empty plane… This is how travel should be.
The flight left on time and took a track across the North Sea. Crossing The Netherland we headed over Germany, Poland, Ukraine, Azerbaijan, Turkmenistan, Afghanistan, Pakistan, India, Myanmar and finally Thailand. (That may not be the exact sequence, but GF is working from memory of the pilot’s briefing).
By the way – Thai Airways food is superb.
More later.
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