So here’s my first piece from my trip to the British Virgin Islands. First some background for the uninitiated. I’ve been lucky enough to be sent to my work’s office for the week. And my boss’s boss instructed me to enjoy myself too. Excellent!
Ok – up at 5:35. Normally I wouldn’t care but I was still awake at 1:30 last night after a rather outstanding evening DJ’ing at a wedding of a colleague (who herself was sent to the Caribbean about this time last year).
Actually the early start was fine. Taxi was on-time-ish but there was no traffic and besides I had nothing else to do in the morning as I’d packed properly yesterday (took about an hour – wife presumably unimpressed)
The fog up at the airport was so thick you could weigh it but since my plane was already in Jersey it didn’t really matter. We left early and landed earlier.
This one being my 5th flight in the past fortnight, and speaking as someone who actually likes inter-island travel on tiny planes, it’s still startling the difference between (excuse the technical jargon here) little planes and big ones.
I say it again. I do like the little Blue Island flights but the comfort of a nice BA flight is just lovely. Then again this flight had an advantage. I’d been upgraded to Club which was very spacious and comfy and very chilled which was ideal given the time.
Weirdest thing was the drink offering. “Would you like champagne sir” You what. It’s 7 in the morning and you’re ONLY offering champagne. Excellent. Yes please. Funny thing is we barely had time to drink up before an apparent short cut had us landing really early. So early the ground crew weren’t ready.
When in Gatwick I had a little explore and was disappointed by what they’ve done to the South Terminal shopping but it is what it is now I guess.
When I got to security for my flight to Antigua. I had another surprise. Another Club upgrade. Now, you know I mentioned comfy before. This space and comfy is on another scale altogether.
But strangely sterile. I’m not moaning and I’d never realised it before but there must be something of a sense of community from being crammed in. It’s honestly missing up here (I started typing this on the flight to Antigua and finished a day later!) but would I swap back?
Errr. No ta. Service has been excellent (champagne offered before we’d even taxied to runway – water and orange also this time). Food was amazing. Just wish I could afford this myself. One day maybe. Must definitely find a way of getting family in here sometime.
Then again would we be missing something spreading the four of us across such a space. It would be odd for sure.
Important Update: wasn’t hugely impressed by the choice of comedy available on the in-flight system. Whatever you do – DO NOT watch Fact Checkers Unit. Just terrible. Terrible terrible terrible. Got that. Terrible
Suppose it was better than the final flights – by Liat to Tortola. Someone had the bright idea of moving me to earlier flight (which also stopped off on St Maartens making it my 7th and 8th flights of now 12)
Unfortunately they didn’t bother to move my luggage which was a bit dim. But after a bit of waiting around it was sorted.
Then ended the day with a gorgeous meal and a drink and a bit of chilling.
Today (Monday) was has been an excellent first full day so far. I was introduced tonight to somewhere different to eat and it soooo much cheaper than the hotel but just as nice.
It’s all much too relaxed really but that can’t be bad can it. Suppose it’s not putting me in the right mood for writing my assignment I’m meant to do but I’ve got all week and another eight hour flight to do that.