travelling without....

.....no, not "moving" but instead, much better: without paying!

And it get's even better than that.
It's First Class without paying.
That's 12 hours of gentle, relaxed flying where I can actually lay down and have proper cutlery with my meal and hopefully, decent bread instead of the usual strangely plastic roll or fridge cold brioche.
Perhaps more importantly, I get decent copies of newspapers and magazines and the space to turn the pages. It makes the thought of flying all the way to HK to sort out some dodgy plumbing and to buy another bed and telly and other bits of small furniture not too tedious as well, I get the same comfy flight back.

Eck,
I just realised that I really will be flying to do some shopping.
How Jet-Set of me.


Bring
It
On.