I haven’t posted anything about my recent holiday, particularly the flights, partly because I have yet to write an appropriately icy letter to the airline concerned asking for compensation. It’s fortunate that the holiday itself was excellent, wonderful, just what the doctor ordered, &c.
But there is something interesting about the journey. At about 4pm Sunday last our plane took off from a European country (part of the EU, in fact) and landed in the same country at 7am the next morning (Monday). It was a direct flight.
Where were we flying from - and to where?