Well my planned lie in didn't exactly go to plan, waking up at 3am with stomach cramps and throwing up at 6am. Not sure if I'm coming down with something or if it's a combination of late night, greasy food, wine and brufen. A shower and a power brekkie in the Executive Lounge and I'm ready to face the onwards trip. A power walk back along the Hilton tunnel to the airport and I'm queueing for the check in desk. Nervously waiting and hoping that my medical kit bag doesn't cause too may concerns. I then got even more nervous realising that I've left all my medical ID at home! A quick google of the GMC Medical register later and I have my requisite proof of my marvellous GP status. After watching people check in 50" screen TVs (only on flights to the Asian subcontinent) and boxes full of their British lives, I finally got to check in, declared my dodgy cargo and pass the check in. Straight through security, some shopping and phone calls from family and loved one later and I make it to the Gate.
Managed to sneak in a couple of quick emails and a 10 minute session on the GP training e-portfolio before being called to board. So, I've nearly made it onto the plane in one piece without too much angst. Those of you that know me well and have travelled with me before know how nervous I get prior to boarding any form of transport, this eternal angst was in no way improved by the computer Announcing that I had already boarded the plane when it scanned my boarding card. A nod from the supervisor and thankfully they let me pass and onto the plane. The chap on the next check in point was equally as lucky, he'd spilt perfumes on his passport photo page, leaving his ID section looking like a hazy green ghost and fortunately the negative page slightly more recognisable in a pixelated bad wanted posteresque way. I suspect a replacement passport will be required to get back into the UK though.
As we taxied to the runway, the Captain kindly pointed out Concorde, beautiful to see although it's last voyage wasn't so successful.....Anyhow, I am sat now on the plane and have had lunch, I chose the lamb expecting a lovely Rogan Josh but instead got an unexpected roast dinner! Have settled down to a couple of films and although I don't much like Daniel Craig I have come to admire his derrière, which is probably the best bit so far of Spectre. As well as an in seat screen there is cunning a USB port for charging your electrical system, sadly mine seems to be missing the all important innards so have opted not to use the i's too much (pod/pad/phone take your pick).
Now to pause and watch the rest of the film as the blog is up to the minute. Laters people!
It's 9pm in the uk and 1:30am in Delhi, odd to think that as I land in Delhi the rest of the ladies should be taking off from Heathrow ....... Catch up girls!!!! I've passed through the less than friendly security and am now sat at the gate and hoping to snooze so I correct my time zone. Sadly although I'm boiling hot the mossies are out and after blood, time to swelter in a sweater 🤒
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