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Showing posts with label journey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journey. Show all posts

Tuesday, 20 August 2013

How to Enjoy Long-haul Flights

I love flying. I especially adore long haul flights. The longer, the better. I love aeroplane food, I love in-flight entertainment, I love aeroplane seats... I am completely loop-the-loop crazy about aviation, and I'm not ashamed! I'm not going to lie, one of the aspects of our honeymoon about which I was most excited was the long plane ride over to Asia! So here are some of my top plane-ride enjoyment tips, interspersed with photos I took on the plane to and from Hong Kong last month...
airplane window twilight
1. Wear comfortable clothes! One of these days, I'll show you my favourite plane outfit, but what it boils down to is, layers, nothing tight, and wear shoes you can slip on and off!
2. Book a seat that makes you feel more comfortable. I love the window seat because I like to lean against the wall, and I love to look out of the window whilst we are slipping through the night sky. Some people prefer the aisle because they can get in and out easily, and they might not like seeing out of the window! You can even book seats with extra leg-room on some flights and airlines. Do some research and find the best seat for you - You're going to be sitting in it for long enough!
airplane interior photo
3. Pack a little bag in your big bag! I like to have all my bits and bobs nearby, so I have a little bag inside my big bag, which I take out upon boarding the plane, and put under the seat in front of me. My big bag goes in the overhead compartment.
4. In your little bag, pack your see-through zip-lock toiletries bag, so you can have that on hand during the flight. I usually carry hand sanitiser, moisturiser, lip balm, deodorant, and makeup wipes in mine. I don't bother with in-flight makeup, although I kind of envy those who do. I always wished I was a bit more high maintenance!
airplane window london rain
5. Scope out the in-flight entertainment as soon as you're on the plane! Have fun planning a little viewing schedule for yourself! Plan it around meal times, and don't feel guilty if all you want to watch is comedy, or action movies!
paradise island hong kong from the air
6. Take little walks. Even if you're in the window seat! Suck it up, and ask the person in the aisle to let you past! Have a little wander to the loo, stretch your legs! Peek at what other people are watching on their tiny screens! Look out of the emergency exit window... grab a snack! Loads of airlines have snacks in the galley so you can pick them up whenever you like. Pro Tip: Cathay Pacific often has cup noodles. If you buzz your little buzzer and ask for noodles, they bring them to you, even in the middle of the night!
airplane window sunset ice
7. Accept that it's cramped, and you're stuck there. Treat it like a bit of down-time. You're neither here nor there! You don't exist on planet earth at that moment, and so you can do whatever the hell you want! You are cocooned in a magical metal beast, flying through the sky, and your only obligations are to curl up with a blanket (ask for an extra early on in the flight or they'll all go!) and watch crap telly!
What are your best in-flight enjoyment tips? Or do you hate flying? Let me know in the comments, if you like!

And check out this post about travelling with a disability written by Hayley-Ezti!

Monday, 12 March 2012

This time it'll be different...

With the misguided determination of a relapsed addict, I declare once again that "this time it will be different!" This time, I shall blog faithfully and frequently.
It has been a little less than a year since I blogged using this medium, although I have been almost ceaselessly frequenting tumblr for the past year.
For those among you who do not feel that they have the stamina or interest to trawl through my many inconsequential posts on tumblr, I shall give you a rundown of what's been occurring.
So I saw some chumlets from the interwebs, and we had a jolly time strolling around in Brighton, patronising various tea shops and cafes, and trying on a whole load of vintage clothes. It was glorious fun, although I ought to have been doing my dissertation that day. As it happened, with a lot of help from the wonderful Annis and Mike, I managed to get the bugger in on time, and actually earn the highest mark of my whole university degree for it, so that's bon.

I spent the following month revising, posing with my typewriter, making endless 'flashcards' for myself, crying onto the flashcards, throwing things at walls, singing in the choir, making endless trips down and up 'the hill' for provisions, and feeling the finality of everything in a very profound way.

I went to my first ever proper 'protest'. It was the London Slutwalk (link to the Wikipedia - I would link to the organisation's page but it is down at the moment, and I don't know how temporary that is) with Emma. We had a really nice time, and it was very interesting to see all the people there and what the message of Slutwalk meant to them.

When we had all finished our exams, we spent our time working our way through a 'bucket list' we'd made of all of the things we'd always wanted to do whilst we were at Cambridge but never got the chance to experience. We went to a bunch of museums such as the Whipple Museum and the Fitzwilliam Museum (I'd actually recommend the former rather than the latter for a fun and surreal museum experience!)
Other things on our Cambridge bucket-list were:
*Kebabs from Cambridge's most quintessential kebab emporium, "Gardies" (The Gardenia).
*Erotic Jelly Thumb-wars
*Tea party picnic.
*Punt and barbecue picnic.
*Cheese and Port party...
As you may have guessed, we had all grown rather hungry by the end of the exam period...
Then we all graduated. Here is the first picture of me with both of my parents since I was about... maybe 7 years old. It looks weird to see a picture of me flanked by them, I feel like the middle of a Venn diagram. I guess that must be what it is like for people whose parents are together. That or they just don't think about it. Anyway, graduation was a really surreal experience all 'round really. One of the highlights of the day was wearing a bow tie despite it being against regulation grad-wear for females. Sticking it to the man, yo'!
The first part of the summer was spent finding Dan a job, and finding us somewhere to live in London. This all seemed to come together within days of us leaving for Australia.

Here I am strolling along the beach in Sydney. In the background you can see the city skyline. It seems like a lifetime ago that we were there, and whilst it was a beautiful and magical holiday, I always get ill for at least a week when I am there, and the last two times I've been have also been massively transitional times in my life which has made it difficult. That said, I miss being there so much when I am here. Can you believe that this picture was taken in the middle of winter!?Two days after arriving back in the UK, we had hired a van, loaded it with all of our stuff, and driven to our new flat with it. Neither of us could quite remember how the flat looked and so seeing it again for the first time was really exciting.

I feel like saying, we lived happily ever after, but in truth, living in London has been hard work. Winter has been especially draining, but hopefully things are starting to look up now, with the arrival of the sun. I intend to blog more frequently henceforth... I say this every time. Let's see how it pans out this time!