Australia, July 2015 To perth, and beyond?
I jump up as soon as they announce my flight is boarding and take the 3 minute walk to the gate. There are loads of people hanging around; my flight is not boarding. But it starts soon enough and fast track works. I'm in 3A and no-one sits next to me until the very last minute. Gah.
Domestic business class on Qantas, on a lot of planes, is not the height of luxury. They have some really nice seats, and are refurbishing a lot of their fleet, and indeed fly Sydney to Perth on weekdays on nicer planes than this 737-800. But this 737-800 has seats I am not relishing spending 5 hours in. Definitely the worst leg of the 6 on this ticket.
There is a nice menu though, and an entertainment screen better than BA's long haul fleet used to have, and I'm expecting a decent booze service. Before we leave they offer us water or a non-alcholic fizzy red wine - I opt for the latter and it is fucking disgusting.
My seatmate is Johnny Elbows who seems unable to decide what he wants from his bags so is up and down a lot at the start - I seem to be the only person who puts hand baggage under the seat in front of them. The pilot comes on to give a fair dinkum Aussie greeting to everyone and implores us to say g'day to the person we're sat next to. Neither of us move our heads.
I browse the movies and there are literally none I'm interested in watching, so opt instead for a TV show called The Spoils of Babylon. It's a bit meh. I see what they're trying to do and the cast should make it funnier than it is, but they don't.
The cabin is really hot so I put my air vent on full blast. The temperature combined with sticky leather seats makes me uncomfortable. A 150 Lashes beer arrives, along wth some spectacular nuts (edible, not concrete) and I perk up a bit, though still feeling hemmed in. The potato and leek soup is nice, the salmon too but a bit dry. There's only one other unsolicited drinks service in the 5 hours.