After flying from London to Tokyo, I found it amazing, after glancing at a map once I was back on terra firma, just how far away the Japanese capital was from Blighty.
Flying doesn’t particularly bother me; I put my trust in the technology and the physics and look forward to the in-flight meal. In fact, I’m quite happy to eat my fellow passengers’ chicken dinners if they’re happy to offload them.
These days I consider myself a ‘frequent flyer,’ but that doesn’t mean I’m happy when the…
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