On My Way to Brazil And I Head To Heathrow Instead Of Gatwick Airport

My journey to HELL begun on Wednesday the 20th of December. I asked for an aisle seat and was allocated 25C, the end seat on a row of three. I knew at least one other seat was free because it had been allocated to my friend when I checked in. I move onto the middle seat while the hustle bustle is going on. I don’t want to get my sides bashes by the trolley dolleys on their aisle strolls.