For long haul flights, business really is a different world...
The food is better (yes that is foie gras) and there's more of it, the beds lie down almost completely flat, you get a pointless pouch of toothpaste and ear plugs and the air hostesses are kind and gentle to you, even if they can tell from a mile off that you don't belong there when you get into a panic trying to locate the table for dinner, stare dumbfounded at the amuse bouche and alter your neighbour's seat instead of yours whilst they are watching a film because you get confused about the controls. So embarrassing. I literally held the button down for ten seconds, scowling and thinking, 'Why is it not working?!' as Mr. Tax Lawyer next to me slipped awkwardly down his chair, legs flailing at the unexpected disruption.
My only regret is that I missed the midnight snack of Hagen Daas because I was too busy sleeping deeply on a flat bed.
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