The Virgin Atlantic Upper Class LHR SFO Flight Review is part of the interminable South America & Africa Points Heist Trip Report.
Virgin, Virgin, Virgin. There are virgins everywhere. First, it was the Virgin Clubhouse in JNB. Then it was the Virgin flight from JNB to LHR. Then it was Pee Wee’s Virgin Clubhouse in LHR. Now, it’s one more touch of purity before I land in SFO and ditch this pig prop forever.
I’m getting used to this life. Lie-flat and drink a lot.
I’m getting used to this life. Eat, shoplift the salt & pepper, and eat some more. This time I would skip the steak for shank, a much better choice.
You’re still here? It’s over. Go home. Here’s how I rested all the way to SFO.
Like props on a plane, snake or otherwise, the novelty wears off after quickly. I had just flown the exact same Dreamliner from JNB to LHR, so excuse me if I did not get deep into details about this flight. That should not mean that I did not enjoy it thoroughly. I did but that’s all I have to say about that. Any last words Pumba?