Travelling business class is not quite the best way to travel. I can think of better but it is not bad and certainly better than going coach, especially for a ten hour flight.
Sitting beside me was a nice young guy who I can only descride as a "business class virgin". He was travelling on business and clearly someone else was picking up the tab. He kept playing with the seat adjustments, had trouble getting the TV screen out of its special place and when the stewardess gave him his goody bag he was like a kid at Christmas. He watched me replace shoes with flight socks, copied as I got the tray out and generally watched what I was doing before trying it himself.
I remember my first business class experience, nearly 14 years ago. It was a 17 hour trip from London to Manila and we were on our look see visit before moving to the Philippines. Steve had done it several times before and considered himself an old hand, but I was so excited. Now, flying is tedious at the best of times and with everything going on with security in the world, it has long since lost its attraction.
But seeing this guy last night made me remeber the excitement of foreign travel. Part of me also felt like a mother hen and with no children to look after, this guy fulfilled my need to take charge of something.
So thank you annonymous young man. I hope your stay in Sao Paulo goes well and remember what I told you about not keeping your wallet in your back pocket.
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