It is only in the last few years that I have stopped hating long-haul flights. I think it was the boredom that I found really frustrating. And being so uncomfortable that you can’t possibly fall asleep. I would end up feeling so tired and irritable that even the films available didn’t have a chance of cheering me up. Add in an abysmal meal and that probably explains my hatred.
So what changed? Because in the last few years I’ve come to quite enjoy long-haul flights – which probably isn’t a bad thing, having spent 23 hours on three different flights to travel from Hoi An to Heathrow last year.