Day 32 - Continued…….
LAX-BNE
QF16
A320-200
4A, 4E (per boarding passes)
As I mentioned, the check-in agent had been able to assign us 4A & 4E which I had assumed were across the aisle from each other. Well, I should have consulted the seat map more closely because when we got to our seats we found that this wasn’t the case. Due to the rows not being aligned it was actually 3A which was opposite NoName Jnr’s seat. Very sheepishly asked the lady who was assigned 3A if she would mind swapping so I could be closer to NoName Jnr. Made it 100% clear she was perfectly ok to refuse but thankfully she was kind enough to agree. So 3A & 4E it was. Settled in ready to go. Pyjamas handed out prior to departure which was a relief after our last trip where they had forgotten to load enough of them on the outbound.
Departure scheduled for 8:10pm and we pushed back right on time so a good start.
The meal service got underway after takeoff. Nothing out of the ordinary here with a typical QF J menu.
Both NoName Jnr & I went for the steak. Him sans the glass of red which incidentally I have no idea what it actually was. Steak was quite overcooked so not a lot of flavour and not particularly enjoyable. The mash and vegies tasted good though with a little spice.
No photo but had the cheese for dessert. Standard QF cheese plate. Cheddar, blue, camembert plus the usual crackers & quince paste. It was ok. Ice cream for NoName Jnr which he devoured.
Focussed!
Once food and movie were finished it was time for bed and surprisingly I didn’t have any objection from NoName Jnr. Had the bed made up and then quickly to sleep. Smooth sailing for the rest of the flight and no signs of any motion sickness issues. We both managed to sleep for several hours and woke up reasonably refreshed. Breakfast service began a couple of hours out and I was happy to dig in. Sausages, eggs, baked beans, mushroom etc with a bowl of fruit salad. All tasted pretty good. Just a croissant for NoName Jnr, which seems to have been so boring as to not deserve to be photographed. Fair call.
Soon we were descending in to BNE and not long after we were on the ground taxiing to the gate.
Off the plane, through immigration and after a complete non-event of a visit to customs where they weren’t even slightly interested in the excess alcohol I had brought in, we were wandering through the terminal towards the Uber pickup spot.
Into the Uber and 20 minutes later we were pulling up at our front door.