Gatwick - JFK

You guys... My flight sucked, firstly I was super early to the airport and had loads of time to kill, and then whilst I was charging my phone I got accosted by some random man that looked like crocodile Dundee and then preceded to tell me his life story, literally down to his family tree. I then made my excuses to leave after I'd charged enough where upon he shook my hand and said his name was Rob and that it was lucky he'd got back to England at all as he'd had pneumonia for the last three weeks... Several liberal dousings of hand gel later I decided to wait at the gate. 

I boarded the plane which was fully booked, not only did I have a screaming child in front of me... Check... His mother who hand her seat continually tilted back so I could see the tv (until I accidentally in purpose kicked bumped and pulled on her chair and this was rectified), check... Not only that but two randoms sat next to me who then went on to what I could only describe as a plane one sided romance. 

I had the window seat, in the aisle seat was an American in her mid twenties flying back home and inbetween us we had Mr sanctimonious twat. A posh wannabe hipster who bored Miss America to death with his overbearing musical taste of what's "decent these days". Oh what a bell end. As I gathered from over hearing his pathetic attempts to woo poor Miss America he was going to study for a year in "Philly" only he knows that's such a "preppy school" and "um yar, that's totally not what I'm about, harhar"... Ok... Douchebag. 

Then I watched the book thief which was actually very good... And then the meals. You guys I'm one of those people that love aeroplane food, I love the little tray with compartments and everything fits in it's little area... Not this time. It sucked so much, firstly the crappy air hostesses stood next to Miss America, Mr sanctimonious twat and my row of seats and discussed at length if they had enough meals for us. Then we had no choice and all got chicken with rice which was worse than hospital food... I know because I work at hospital. If they NHS can afford decent food then why can't an airline I'm paying bloody loads to? Although Mr sanctimonious twat obviously enjoyed it as he are both his meal and Miss America's as both her and I declared it inedible. 

When we landed it was 7.35pm. 

When we got off the plane finally it was 8.30pm.. 

And after immigration it was 9.45, worst flight ever!!!! 

Coming home

We took the Leonardo Express back to the airport from the Termini station in Rome and it was 14 euros which I thought was fairly reasonable for an airport transfer!

The airport has a little vitruvian man in it.

All the shops in the airport were expensive designer shops like Gucci and Prada, I took a look in Gucci - nothing had a price tag on it! I can only assume this is so that prospective customers do not vomit with horror inside the shop?

We reserved the seats right next to the emergency exit door and enjoyed spacious leg room all flight, ahhhh luxury. I also enjoyed the free Independent paper I got, amused me all flight!

The view was a bit crap though.

Nom nom nom.

And then my chums our Roman holiday was over, but I was glad to get back home to my cat - he was pleased too, here's the best photo I managed to get between cuddles. 

To read more about my holiday click the August tab on the right hand side and see my posts or click the "Rome" tag below. 

Off To Italia

Well chums I'm back from Italia and I'm afraid I have rather a lot to show and tell so expect lots of holiday blog posts. After a little petting session with Mr Pussycat we set off to Heathrow.

The journey was rather rubbish, traffic everywhere, road works, lane hoggers but we eventually got to Heathrow. I do like Heathrow compared to the other London airports, it looks nice and modern and clean(er?).

We checked our bags relatively easily and quickly, we used the BA app to store our boarding passes etc on our smartphones. Next stop was duty free and we had a browse, I didn't buy anything; I never do! I never think things are that much cheaper than the shops back home really.

Then we sat around at our gate and waited... and waited

Then it was time to board, hurrah! We had quite a nice plane on the way out where it was just two seats each side on the aisles and three in the middle and we got to pick our seats free so we had nice window seats without having to sit next to any randoms.

I like taking off and landing best, I really enjoy flying. Once you're up in the cloud kingdom though there's not so much to see. 

We got amused on the flight by obnoxious Italian teens on a school trip drawing on their classmates faces. As you can see this lucky chap got a mono brow, side burns, a spectacular moustache and goatee.

We got some food on the flight too, but as it was only a 2 and a bit hour flight it was a full meal but my wrap was very nice.

As was the wine. I like all the little miniatures.

The boyfriend scored with 4 shots... he didn't have them all on the flight though. I wonder if they give people free alcohol to make the flight a bit more enjoyable for the staff, lots of merry passengers. 

Over the alps

And then to Rome

Phew!

And then, a scary transfer ride on Italian roads with the kamikaze mini bus driver... ahhhh!

To read more about my holiday click the August tab on the right hand side and see my posts or click the "Rome" tag below.