Biggest queue of the day at London CIty security, it's a busy place these days. After my second frisking of the day (is it the rivets in my Levis?), off to gate 24 where there is a mini Club Lounge.
There's 24 passengers for our 32 seat minibus (A318); one guy is seriously unhappy that we don't pre-clear US immigration on this flight in Shannon as happens on the earlier flight. There isn't an earlier flight (as it's 4-July?) today, the other A318 is parked next to us.
When they announce boarding, nobody moves. So I do. I mention this to hostie (there's 3 of them to look after us) and she says it's a little odd, more than irritating, that the posh people are too cool to go first, unlike her normal job as Gatwick cabin crew where the passengers queue up and jostle even though they have allocated seats.
Inside, the A318 is a bit like a double sized 747-400 upper deck.
Pretty looking islands after departure from Shannon.
The Tandoori cod was rather tasty. It was fairly turbulent most of the way, thanks to Hurricane Arthur, but after a few glasses of wine, I was rocked off to sleep for a few hours.
Captain advised that it was bumpy despite us going northabout the hurricane, it would have been much worse further south. First Officer spent a while chatting to the passengers about it, but far more time trying to help passengers connect to the in flight wifi, which seemed sporadic at best. I didn't bother.
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