It turns out that the seating plan online was wrong, although we have the same sort of seats they are not by the exit or bulkhead, perhaps they do this just to confuse people.
We eventually took off about an hour late, at least we are on the way and should be less than an hour late getting in, hopefully. The flight is completely full so there isn't any chance of swapping seats get a bit nearer to Jane and you can't even cross to the next aisle on this plane so I can't even go over for a chat, but there seems to be plenty of legroom at least even with the seat back in front of me.
I'm sure lunch will be round soon, but I just want a tin of beer.
1 hour in and we are at 34,000 feet doing 555 mph with 3300 miles to go or in plain English (no pun intended) about 6 hours 45 minutes. One thing I did notice is the air pressure reading on my smart watch that was 1012 hPa on the ground & has now dropped to 797 hPa but nobody has popped yet so it can't be a bad sign. The WiFi doesn't work on here or least my phone doesn't want to connect, but we have our own entertainment when I can get over to where Jane is and switch it on then we can both stream video from it to our phones or tablet.
Airlines never cease to amaze me on how you can make lunch so crap, it's that bad I've chosen to leave it & I'm not a picky eater so I will just stick with the beer. I think we have only ever been on one flight where the food was edible and that was with Delta but by far the worst was Virgin Atlantic to San Francisco, on an 11-hour flight that turns into a 14-hour flight you have little option but to eat the crap.
At 3 hours in everyone is fed up & wandering about, Jane looks like she watching something interesting & I'm playing with my phone & tablet, I have managed to produce a short video about 3 minutes long completely off-line.
1 hour & 30 minutes to go and this is when I start to feel like I've had a stroke, the pizza slices are a bit on the spicy side, but I'm starving so scoffed that and washed it down with a beer.
At the moment it looks like we will be 30 minutes late getting in which will put us at 2 p.m. local time.
We seem to be making a rapid descent as my ears just popped twice & the air pressure on the watch is zooming up.
We were only 30 minutes late getting in as predicted & there was somebody to help push the wheelchair to the priority desk at immigration, then to baggage claim, she even took us out to the train station to get the tickets.
From there it was a 30-minute ride to Suburban Station.
The temperature here is 32c at the moment and really humid so it was a sticky walk to the hotel about 15 minutes from the station, but when we saw the room it was worth it, we have never had a sofa in a hotel room before, we also have a safe, a fridge, free in-room Wi-Fi (normally a charge here unless you use the lobby Wi-Fi) & a massive TV and if that wasn't enough, I can use my mobile as if I'm at home with no extra charges, it really does save so much time when you can use Google Maps to plan your public transport plus it's a really nice place.
After having a sit in the hotel for a bit it was time to head back out into the heat of the late afternoon to get something to eat from Jimmy John's, they do amazing subs, then we got some drink, snacks and the all-important beer. We arrived back at the hotel at 8 pm which is about 1 o'clock on Saturday morning back in the UK. We're both a bit knackered now so it's time to chill out in front of the TV for the rest of the evening.
After having a sit in the hotel for a bit it was time to head back out into the heat of the late afternoon to get something to eat from Jimmy John's, they do amazing subs, then we got some drink, snacks and the all-important beer. We arrived back at the hotel at 8 pm which is about 1 o'clock on Saturday morning back in the UK. We're both a bit knackered now so it's time to chill out in front of the TV for the rest of the evening.
