First Seat 01K
With some strategic positioning at the gate I was ahead of the crowd as we boarded. Welcomed at the door I was shown to my seat and asked if I needed pyjamas and if I would like a glass of Champagne to drink, what a combination.
Right on time I heard the tug under my feet rev up and push us back out of the gate. We had a remarkably short taxi to runway 22 L for our departure. With no queue were were soon up and away. The crew were quickly into action and I had decided to have a soup and some cheese before calling it a night. Unfortunately the soup was stone cold. The crew check the second flask and it was the same story. The popped it into the oven for a bit which did warm it through a bit but it was not as it should have been. The cheese, however, was excellent and as I went to brush my teeth the crew made up my bed, and that was it till the morning.
I really should not have ordered it and just waited till the Concorde Room but I could not let a full cook breakfast pass me by. I have said it before, this is one the very few things I miss about the UK whilst living in Switzerland, Bacon, Sausage, Black Pudding…
All too soon we were circling over the London area and lined up for an arrival on runway 09 L
It was a quick taxi to the B gates, just one down from where I had landed a few days earlier on my way back from Chicago.